Who was the first person you know who died?

[TerryChristan]

The first person I know who died was in 1997 , my grandfather then about a year later I found out a girl in the year above me at school had died.

[tangelag]

A neighbor friend. In the 60's. He was a football star as well as in academics, probably the most popular young man in the neighborhood. Great family. He had cancer. First his leg was amputated. Then he succumbed. His family - four brothers- all who had been doing well in school and extracurricular - went down-hill except one brother who became a policeman. It was the saddest thing I think I've ever seen.

[SunGrins]

My grandma died when I was four and she was my last surviving grandparent. I sorta knew she died but didn't grasp the whole concept but I do remember it. I think my dad's aunts and uncles would be the next loses but it's sort of a blur because I didn't really know them much. My best friend died in Vietnam when I was about 22 so that stuck with me for a long time...still does. It took almost forever to get him home.

[MarianRavenwood]

Either my Great Uncle or my First Cousin once Removed (who had been born with a terrible degenerative disease and had been disabled her entire life). Both died when I was in maybe 2nd or 3rd grade, so I can't really remember which went first.

[ocngypz]

My maternal grandmother's second husband died when I was 4. I didn't know him very well. The following year my uncle died... and I remember that vividly. He died the day after Christmas.

[shades_of_idaho]

My first husband 9-18-70. He was 25 I was 21. Very sad. Cancer. From then on many people in my life have died. I have been present for a few. Last my husband 8-19-16, again cancer. :'( Whooo I just realized the month and days were reversed on both their deaths.

[Mid America Lifer]

The first corpse in a casket I ever saw was a neighbor man, a cancer victim, he looked very unnatural when compared with how I knew him in life, this was in the 1970's during my teen years.

Second time to see a corpse was 3 years later, my Grandfather, a loss I took very hard, and he died suddenly of a heart attack.

Third was my Great Uncle, who had had heart attacks on and off for more than 20 years, most of the time he had these heart attacks close to home, and medical personnel knew just what to do with him until the last one, when he was away visiting at the home of one of his children.

[jaynaydee]

This was about 30+ years ago. My neighbor was 6 years old when she was hit by a car. She saw her brother across the street and let go of her babysitter's hand to run to him. It was so sad. I remember my mom crying by the door when she heard the little girl had passed. Then she started shouting at my sister and me because this girl would come to our house and ask if we could come and play, and we would always make excuses not to play with her. She was younger than us so we didn't think it was "cool" at the time.

Her mother really went down hill after her death, which is understandable. She stopped talking to any of the neighbors; became a recluse, just went to work and back home. She let the house go, paint peeling off the house, weeds growing as tall as a person. It was really, really sad.

[Gerania]

My paternal grandmother when I was 8 years old. She was the only grandparent I'd ever known.

[NDak15]

My great great aunt when I was about six. I didn't go to the funeral,but didn't quite understand the concept of death. I do remember everyone being upset and missing her as she was such a character.