My name is Jerry Jolliff and I died on February 3rd, 2009. No warning, no pain, felt a little warm–that’s it. I went down for the count–let me digress. My girlfriend and I were taking a vegetable gardening course at Campbell Community Center in Campbell, California. I went outside for a smoke and a drink of water, came in, sat down, and lights out. 9-1-1 was called, but God couldn’t wait; so he sent me an angel named Kelly Hall who was disguised that night as a lifeguard at the swimming pool. She started administering CPR at once. Then God’ s second angel, James Martinez, a man angel, came in with a fully charged AED. He hooked me up and “charged” me two or three times until my heart kicked back on.