I've got a buddy named Freddie that I've been trying to get ahold of for a couple of months. He used to be my neighbour across the hall at my old apartment building. A couple weeks after I'd last seen him, his phone was disconnected. I didn't think anything of it as he's on welfare and sometimes can't afford to pay his bill.
However, I finally got a hold of his friend Vince today, and learned that Freddie passed away sitting in his chair three months ago. The nurse came in and found him slumped over with a half-eaten cookie in his hand. At least he went peacefully; he'd been a very sick man.