Died in his sleep. My Mother took up his morning cup of tea, and he'd gone somewhere where he didn't need it.
Died at 86. Ate a tradtional western diet (home cooked of course, no fast food), never had a day's illness, no joint problems, & smoked a pipe. I often came home from school to find him sitting in his favourite armchair, about 1 ft from the TV, with our boxer dog SITTING ON HIS SHOULDER, front feet on the chair arm.
"If it isn't a boxer it's only a dog"
