Alas, another not-reported-for-ages missing child: Dwight Stallings, age 11 months, whom I will probably be adding to Charley tomorrow. He was last seen in April of last year and it wasn’t until now that the police listed him as missing.
Little Dwight’s mother, Tanisha Edwards, lead a “transient lifestyle” and had “regular contacts” with both the police and Child Protective Services. Her mother had custody of two of her other children. Relatives last saw Dwight sometime in April 2011. Four times between April and August, CPS attempted to check on his welfare, but each time they went to Tanisha’s apartment she wasn’t home. She kept having her “contacts” with the police and at no time did they ever see a little boy with her.
For some reason CPS didn’t tell the police that Dwight had dropped out of sight. Maybe it was confidentiality laws, I don’t know. But this month, CPS did get a court order to make Tanisha produce Dwight so they could verify that she was okay. The police went to her apartment to serve the papers and found her under the influence, which gave them the excuse to arrest her for probation violation. There was no sign of Dwight anywhere and Tanisha has given many stories that contradict each other and are “literally all over the map.”
The cops are “aggressively seeking his whereabouts.” But they seem to have no idea where this baby is. He’d be almost two years old now, if he’s alive.
Qua’mere Rogers. Peter Kema. Adam Herrman. Edward Bryant and Austin Bryant. Brittany Williams. Rilya Wilson. Aarone Thompson. Rene Romero. Etc etc etc. So many children. So many. And now one more. How many children in the US are missing right now, but nobody knows about them, because nobody bothered to report it?
Investigators are hoping against hope that Dwight is alive. He could be, I guess. He might be living somewhere under another name. Tanisha could have given him away, or sold him. (Frankly, he’s probably better off without her in any case.) But already the police are like “there’s a good chance he’s dead” and “this could turn into a homicide investigation.”
Grab your torches and pitchforks, everybody. I’ve had enough of everything.