Saddest one for me was when I was about 18 or 19, we were on a lease in San Saba county with my dads boss and his son (and others, I think we had 8 members) dads boss never really hunted, just let his son do all the shooting. Well, they were bad about not going to look after taking a shot if the animal ran off, they just figured they didn't hit it (I found a doe laying right where he said it was when he shot but he was sure he missed). They were the only two to make it down on the last weekend of this particular season, sure enough, come back saying son shot at a nice buck and missed, I told dad, I guaranty you that deer is laying out there.
Heres the sad part, the kid was in a terrible car accident and killed shortly after the season was over. (he was 16)
Fast forward to mid summer when dad and I go down to check on things and sure enough, about 50 yards behind the feeder on the biggest trail going to & from feeder, laid that buck. About a 130 class buck.