These lovely people were my parents too! They raised me from the time I was two years old. Delores' obituary stated that they moved to a ranch in Missouri after their kids were all grown. This is not actually true. They actually moved from Sidney Nebraska in 1985, along with my sister and I, and their son Ben, to Springfield, Missouri. They then moved to Buffalo Missouri in 1987, where they, I, and their son, Ben lived on a ranch. They then moved to Branson, MO in 2002; where they resided until my grandfather's death in 2014. My grandmother then moved back to the ranch, until she was manipulated into moving to Yuma, AZ by her son, Rick and his wife Patricia in 2016 (I think). She passed away in Yuma and I found out about her death through Face Book. Her two sons and two daughter in-law's will say it is my fault as she and I had a falling out before she moved but that is not the case. She had given me my grandfather's truck and, when her boys threw a fit about it, took it back from me. We got into an argument about it and next thing I know, she cut me off and moved to Yuma. We had spoken several times after she moved to Yuma and had made amends. Regardless of the situation, she was MY MOTHER TOO and no matter what, I deserved to know she was in the hospital. They took away my choice to be with her in the end and that is a hard one to get past. The real issue is that they wanted all her money and I was standing in the way of that so they turned her against me for greed. I loved her and my grandfather so much. I would've gladly given up everything to have them here with me. I would never have done that to ANY of them! I don't care if they had not spoken in 10 years; they were still her children. Even when her boys got mad at her for giving her ranch to her niece, I never once told her to cut them off. Her oldest did not speak to her for over a year over it and it broke her heart. I still never told her to cut them off. I listened and supported whatever she wanted to do no matter what. I stood by her side after my grandfather died as she was destroyed by his death. The other's just pressured her into giving them "stuff". Anyway, it doesn't matter what they say, she, and I, and God know who was true in their motives and who wasn't. She may not have known when she was alive but I'll be she knows now. I love you Grandmie! You will always be MY MOM! P.S. one more thing, she and my grandfather were not married December 7th 1944, they were, in fact married, December 1st 1944. Another incorrect "fact" in her obituary.