The best comes in a few categories... I think... It's too hard to choose...

Mid 80's, living on my own in Chicago, my wallet was fat and I had just finished my first harley, living large and traveling the globe with my job...

Watching my son being born, as his head popped out and he was looking strait up at me... I lost it and cried like a baby, forever changed me...

Standing chest deep in the Big Piney river fishing for smallmouth and goggle eye with my father...

My kids first day of school and the field trips when they were little...