Dee, I think they felt the same as we do. My mother being a war bride came to Canada to be with my father and never saw her mother again. Mom never expressed her deepest feelings but I remember the look on her face when she got the telegraph informing her mother had died. My father was never the same after Nanny passed. I was old enough to remember his emotional state. Her death seemed to take away something he couldn’t replace, even with his own family.