The frigid temperatures are prompting neighbors to check in on neighbors and for family to check in on their elderly and disabled. Family and friends generally come together during times of extreme conditions. Henrietta Pearson’s family is coming together during this difficult time also, but not to check on her well-being, or to shovel her snow. Unfortunately, 85 year old Henrietta Pearson is still missing from the City of Detroit.
The dynamics of the city
Detroit is completely frozen over. Belle Isle is surrounded by shards of mini glaciers that travel in the direction of the artic winds. Residential neighborhoods are still bearing the effects of the last massive snowfall and private snow removal companies are eagerly awaiting the next winter blast.
Pedestrians are huddled at bus stops in order to get a ride on public transportation. Vehicles travel up and down Woodward Avenue dodging pot holes and construction zones. Back hoes, tractors and massive earth movers are reshaping the landscape of midtown. The hustle and bustle of a busy metropolis is what fuels Detroit’s urban agenda.
At the same time, Detroit is a city of contradictions. There are so many kind hearted people in the city as well as strangers who will greet one another while passing by. Unfortunately, there are those unsavory few whose greetings are meant to bring unpleasant tidings, and these individuals often sit and wait for a crime of opportunity.
On Jan. 6, 2015 this Examiner published an article about Henrietta’s disappearance. http://zoomdune.com/article/henrietta-pearson-please-keep-smiling?cid=db_articles
She went missing Dec. 15, 2014. The last time anyone saw Henrietta Pearson she was near her home on 7 Mile and Dequindre on Detroit’s east side.
Her children have made numerous pleas for her safe return. Every local news station has televised the details surrounding her disappearance. In a city with such a large population one would presume that a lost senior who was a frequent visitor to the neighborhood stores, and an avid church member, could have her travels pinpointed to a specific locale.
How often does one walk out of their home and are never seen or heard from? If Henrietta met with foul play, then someone knows something. A random act observed, that might not be so random after all, could be a clue to solving this entanglement. A second thought that escapes the memory but returns as a nagging detail could become a viable clue.
A person whose activities no longer reflect their everyday routines might have something to hide from others. The lists of allegations and innuendos can go on and on. Nonetheless, some type of dialogue or continuous exposure is warranted to keep Henrietta in the public’s eye.
Christmas 2014 has come and gone. New Year’s 2015 has come and gone. Black History Month has one more official day of formal declarations in 2015. In a few months the spring thaw will start another cycle in the climatic atmosphere. And, Carla Pearson, the daughter of Henrietta will continue to press on in the city with the ferocity of the north winds in order to find her mother. She said, “I can’t sit and twiddle my thumbs, I can’t do it, I need my mother home.” http://www.myfoxdetroit.com/story/27899518/family-of-missing-henrietta-pearson-steps-up-search-effort
As Henrietta is a personal friend, this writer will continue to follow the developments of her situation and update the public; as well as keeping her name in print and her face in candid view to the attention of the community.