Long time readers of this newspaper may recall my photographic documentation of a huge whitetail buck I named "The Big Guy." That occurred during late August way back in 1991.

Encounters with giant whitetail bucks of such caliber tend to stick with those inclined to appreciate such rare occurrences. Thus, let's take a look back more than 30 years.

One fateful evening shortly after sunset I was on my way home from photographing deer, driving slowly along a country road. Suddenly to my right I spotted a buck sporting antlers like I had never before seen in the wild. The deer was feeding on bur oak acorns; his awesome crown was rim lit against a glowing western sky. At that instant, I vowed I would do everything possible to photograph the huge deer.

The next morning, I scouted the stand of

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