A "good death"?
I was struck by Keith Floyd apparently keeling over after what could only be described as a "good lunch". Wouldn't that be a lovely way to go?
I wonder if you have a tale of a "good death" you'd be willing to share with the wider world. Of course I would want to exclude being surrounded by family, or quietly in your sleep. Those are probably a given.
But if you have any other "good death" examples I'd love to hear them.