Of varying degrees. Depending upon your own special assemblege of heart, mind, spirit and emotion, you may more than be a dispassionate witness. In my time, of many years and of missions uncounted, I did see much. Children gone too soon, always too soon when a child. There can be no pain to compare to so horrid and evil a price demanded of the living, than that expensed upon the witnessing of a child gone too soon from life's great mysteries.
More adults tho.
The first, never saw him, in a bag. But in a place of great beauty and danger, and as well of great death. The next night sitting and attending to my gear I see his blood on it, unexpected, shocking, and some tears flow. A couple, two young lovers planning marriage, one slips and the other jumps in to save, the first is saved by a passerby, the second dies. A man of middle years, who having lost what element of life compell us onward to a natural ending, did lay aside all clothing and take his repose in a frozen stream.