Grandma's are supposed to be wholesome, nurturing, lovable people in our lives. Apparently, Dorothea Puente didn't get that memo. In the 1980s, Dorothea ran a boarding house in Sacramento, California, and took in the people in our society who need help the most. Little did they know, she had a very different idea of "help". When police were called to her house to investigate a report of a missing man, they thought they were in the presence of a beacon of light in the community.... then they started digging into her flower beds.