Jason Cranford (Son)
Bud was my Father. Before he went to the hospital he told our entire family that he wanted me to have his diamond pinky ring that he got from my Grandfather. Connie never even met my Grandfather because he died before my Dad met Connie. When Hospice started morphine on my Dad he fell unconscious pretty quickly. The moment he was unconscious Connie and her friend Lynn Drunkard stole the ring off of my Father’s finger. They refuse to give it back. She also refuses to give me an antique shotgun that my Mother’s Father left me. She never met him either. She just knows it’s worth money and she won’t give it back. I let my Dad hold it to keep it safe. I never thought I had to worry about Connie taking it. Connie also went in to my Dad’s hospital room while he was dying and she was wearing perfume and make up with a leopard print jacket and told my Dad she was going to the Moose Lodge that night to meet a new man. She did this in front of several people. My Dad asked her to please leave his hospital room. When my Dad became bed ridden she used to call us and tell us that my Dad peed his pants right in front of him just to embarrass him. She also refused to bath him for months and wouldn’t allow us to bring a nurse to care for him because she said she didn’t want a n*gger in her house. When I was a teenager she hid groceries in her room and told my Dad it wasn’t her responsibility to feed me. She also wouldn’t allow me to bring any black friends home from school when I lived with her. She constantly belittled my Dad in front of other people once he became too sick to argue with her. I hope people that know her read this and tell her I wrote it. I lived with her for 5 years and have had to deal with her and her crack head kids for almost 40 years now. Tell her we will see her in court.
