Post by lizardesque on Feb 25, 2015 10:19:34 GMT -5
Many years ago, my great uncle was in the hospital with cancer. It had progressed fairly quickly, and there wasn't much that could be done. He passed away in his sleep one night (well, very early morning actually), and my great aunt got the call telling her that he was gone. It was then that she realized that the clock in her living room had stopped right at the time he had died. I don't know if she ever replaced the battery, but I know she kept the clock that way for a long time.