Greatest for me has little to do with biggest, heck, I didn't even pull the trigger.
My dad, 7 months after a pretty scary stroke.
I was beneath his tree in a cedar thicket and rattled this buck to him - couldn't see the deer but I could watch him prepare and take the shot. Allergies kicked in soon thereafter.
Amen Scott !
My best memories, aren't of big bucks, they are sitting in this double ladder stand;
Beside my Wife, Deb & our Son, Doug, being part of them starting out & acquiring the hunting bug !
Obviously, they have both taken bigger animals since, but I'll cherish that hunting year, above all others !
So proud of both of them.