One of my favorite Twilight Zone episodes involves Arthur Hunnicutt and Jeanette Nolan as a pair of old married folk from the mountains and Hunnicutt's old hound dog named Rip. One night Hunnicutt decides to go on a coon hunt despite his wife misgivings and it turns out to be both their last fleshly night.
It takes a bit for Hunnicutt to be convinced he's dead and he even goes down the wrong path on Eternity Road. Let's just say that it's a good thing he and Rip died together.
I suppose if heaven is real it's something different for everyone. For a man like Hunnicutt it would be quite something different than for say the Sultan of Brunei. That's a proposition that's dealt with in this Twilight Zone story.
Hunnicutt who made a career of playing rustic types makes this episode special.