They Tore Mom Down When Writing Her Obituary

Obituaries are public, often shared in newspapers and online, which means many

people may come across them. Kathleen Dehmlow’s obituary, written by her two

adult children, initially seemed typical but revealed family tensions. The Redwood

Falls Gazette published it, but after backlash, it was removed. A family member

confirmed its contents, while another, Dwight, explained that the mother had

repented for past mistakes. The obituary’s final sentence was shocking and led to

public doubt over its authenticity. The CEO of the newspaper clarified that no

law prohibited its publication, and complaints were reviewed. Some families

choose to be candid in obituaries, unlike the usual warm tributes

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