At least death is supposed to come only in threes. Most recently, today, one of my fire team members and friend... Survived by a wife, daughter, and "a bun in the oven.(Due date: 15 Sep 06)" I don't even remember the last conversation I had with him... I think it was about how we are out of pizza and we need to go pack for the trip home.
I guess always leave everyone on good terms.