I have been hunting since I was old enough to chase my Dad's boot straps. I am in my late 40's now. The is now way I can recount all the deer taken. I remember a good many mostly the big ones or ones with funny stories behind them. I remember a few I started dragging and wish I had never shot. The truck is always a little further than it seemed when I pulled the trigger.
I can tell you the number my son has killed because I have been with him for them all and they are seem to be a little more special to me.
I am thankful for the chance to hunt and take all of them over the years.