There’s an old story folks like to tell about a young bull and an old bull standing up on a hill looking down over a pasture full of cows. The young bull gets all fired up and says, “Let’s run down there and get one.” The old bull just flicks his tail, chews his cud, and says, “Son… let’s walk down and get ’em all.” Now I’ve heard that story since I was about knee-high to a ...