in order of most memorable:
my first deer, and my second, and my third, and my fourth, and my fifth
getting drenched in my first kill' s blood as a native american ritual
eating my first kill (it tastes so much better when you know you worked for it)
my memory is my first deer (4 pt buck).. and ne deer me, my dad or our hunting buddy have gotten.. just like u when i harvested my first deer i was drenched in its blood.. and eating it did taste so much better
