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What a funny turn this thread has taken!
I want to die of old age...just want to drift away with my Jedis and all their numerous kids gathered around my bedside, gazing and smiling at Steve, waiting for me on the other side (assuming he goes first).
I remember walking into the room of a 93 year old woman gazing off in what appeared to be distance and smiling. I asked her "Why are you smiling?" and she said "I'm smiling at my mother." She peacefully died later that day.
That's how I want to die.
Papa talked to his mom and Jesus the whole day before he died. Wasn't really talking to anyone else around him. Wife's brother was traveling and Papa kept saying "I can't come yet Mama, I have to wait until Johnny gets home."
Brother came home. Papa went home.
Me too, 2J. Sounds like a good death.