Delores "Sissi" Bennett

Delores Catherine Anhalt Bennett, known by most as "Sissi," passed away peacefully at her home on February 24, 2026, with family by her side. She was 83.

Sissi was born on January 9, 1943, in Paris, Arkansas to Hermina Friga and Henry Anhalt. She was preceded in death by her parents and her brothers, Bill Anhalt and Randy Anhalt.

She is survived by her husband of 62 years, Norman "Butch" Bennett of Hot Springs Village, Arkansas; her daughter, Audrey Bennett (Annelise Houston) of Mountain View, Hawaii; her sisters, Jane Ann Calvert and Sheila Williams (Michael) of Conway, Arkansas. She is also remembered by her loving extended family and many friends whose lives she touched.

Sissi was a homemaker who created a warm and welcoming home wherever she lived. She also gave her time generously, volunteering with Levi Hospital and the Hot Springs Documentary Film Festival. She was a member of the Rotary Club of Hot Springs and she worked as an interior decorator and had a natural eye for beauty and design.

She loved supporting the arts and creating art herself. She found joy in painting, sewing, crocheting, and expressing her creativity in everyday life. She loved to travel, shop for the perfect find, and most of all, spend time with family and friends. She valued connection, conversation, and creating meaningful memories.

Sissi's life was defined by love, loyalty, creativity, and quiet strength. Her family finds comfort inknowing she is at peace.

Details regarding memorial services will be shared at a later date.

She will be deeply missed and forever remembered.

In lieu of flowers, please donate to The American Cancer Society.

When the Cardinal Comes

When the cardinal comes and

lights by my window,

a red flame against the stillness,

I will see your smiling face.

When sun and rain

lean close enough to paint a rainbow,

I will remember your embrace-

how love can hold both light and storm.

When I walk along the shore,

and the tide lays down its treasures,

I will hear your voice

in the soft chime of sea glass

turning among the stones.

And when the curtains lift

to a quiet wind from the sea,

I will feel you there -

moving through me gently,

warm as the love

you never stopped giving.

-Audrey