Yes.<p>I worked for a small studio that was a part of a big agency. We had two directors - one that sat on the board of the main agency, which was in transition to tech, and a designer that had been relocated. The designer was allegedly a director in name only, due to years of service, but he tried to run everything. Many of the in-house clients went through him, and he led the design work on everything that went through the building.<p>One Sunday, when I was out with some mates, I got a call from the MD. The designer hadn't turned up on Friday, and we assumed he was ill or that he was busy doing something else. He had died in a car crash on his way into work. The MD was on holiday, and because he was far away he couldn't get a flight back until later on in the week.<p>That Monday morning was horrific. Most of our PM's were in tears, while I went upstairs with the design team to have a beer. We waited until lunch for one of the London directors to come down, and a few of them spent the week down with us ensuring that everyone could get back to work. To their credit, we were largely functional again within a few days.<p>Many clients were sympathetic that we had suffered a loss, but I remember being brought into a conference call where one of our PM's was trying to talk to a client. The designer managed a load of smaller clients himself, and one of them had some work that needed deploying that day. The PM asked for a few days to get it ready, and as I walked into the room I heard the client say "I don't give a fuck who died. I want my website live today". We didn't have any of the code, so I had to hack together a FOH website from the HTML we had in a few hours, all while a dozen people were crying downstairs.<p>We weren't super close, but we had some good chats, and he came across as a good, family man. We bonded over combat sports, because I train BJJ/MMA, and his nephew is an amateur boxer. I don't get too emotional, but I struggled when we all went to his funeral, and I got to meet his family. The main thing I'll take from that experience was watching his kids play in the pub garden, having a fun time with their friends, despite this being the wake for their father.<p>In terms of bouncing back, the office is no longer operating, but for the months after there was a stronger bond between many of us. Many of us still meet up from time to time, and each year some of us meet up to remember him.