My cousin died while swimming with humpback whales off the coast of the Dominican Republic. Heart attack. Dead before they could pull him into the boat. Dan was a world traveler who wanted to go and do everything which explains why a man in his 70s decides to swim with whales but my reaction and many others to the news was “that was a Dan way to die”.
My grandfather was killed while cutting wood for a mountain charity so people could stay warm.
A limb up above on another tree somehow came loose and hit him.
They figured it was instantaneous. He’d never want to rot away.
Just a thought...
Saint Brendan is the patron saint of mariners and Saint Adjutor is the patron saint of swimmers and drowning victims.
Sounds like what happened to Franco Columbo this year. Had a heart attack while swimming.