When Charlie Munger buried his 9-year-old son, he had nothing left.
He watched his child die from cancer, while worrying about how he would pay the hospital bills.
Divorced. Bankrupt. Grief that would have finished most men.
Munger was 31. He went back to work.
Started again as a lawyer. Made some money. But he was trading hours for dollars. So he became obsessed with investing: small real-estate deals, private investments. They told him he was a lawyer, not an investor. To stop taking on...