Last year, August 1, 2007, I was at my parents house cooking dinner and my dad had gone out for a jog, which he usually did after work.  I finished making dinner and my dad wasn't back yet so we ate anyway because we had something to do later, and he still had not returned after we finished, so my mom and I went out driving his normal jogging path looking for him.  We were driving along and an ambulance passed us which I guess we wanted to dismiss but my mom insisted I follow it, and it stopped right at the mouth of a jogging path leading to a lake by my parents house that my dad frequently jogged around.  The EMTs jumped out and I asked if they were looking for a man in his 60's because we were looking for my dad, they didn't know they had just responded to a call and I ran down the jogging path after them where I saw them administering the defibrillators to my dad, I immediately screamed that it was my dad and several people who were gathered around came to comfort me, and one of them went back up the hill to get my mom after my almost-incomprehensible gesturing and babbling.  The EMTs lead us over to sit on a nearby ledge, until one of them came over and said that there was no heartbeat or pulse when they had arrived and that they would work on him for a little longer but there was not much chance.  They covered him with a sheet and my mom and I sat about 20 feet away from him waiting for about 2 hours until a detective was able to get there(since it was on a jogging path, it was considered a crime scene at the time) who took us home and they took my dad to the medical examiners office for an autopsy because 1. he was not being treated by a doctor for anything, and 2. there wasn't the slightest idea why he had just seemingly dropped dead.  Everyone was shocked because my dad was the "posterboy of good health"  It's been almost 7 months now and I still am not quite accepting it, and it still seems like my dad is just maybe out of town or something.  This seems to me to be the best way for someone themselves to go, but one of the worst for the ones left behind.