Talking death with a 3 year old

Brady and I went and had dinner together at Nutty Brown. There's a picture of Elvis on the wall holding a guitar.

Brady: "Mommy, who is that?"

Mom: "that's Elvis Presley, he was a great musician."

Brady: "where is he?"

Mom: "Well he isn't alive anymore." (Why did I say this?!).

Brady: "Why? What happened? Did he get killed with a boom boom?"

Mom: "No. No. He just isn't with us anymore."

Brady: "Why???? Why did he die? How do you die, Mommy?"

I will take note to never try to talk death with a 3 year old again.