I went to school with Wendy. She was in my brothers grade, two years ahead, and remember her and her disappearance, vividly, as we were ‘walkers’, which meant that we walked to school and i would often see her plodding along. Her vanishment still haunts me to this day and i often check for ‘updates’.
What i can say, is that ‘we’, Wendy & I, both lived in, what i now know, was a Pedophile Triangle which was a frequent, almost continuous hunting ground, between the Elementary (Roosevelt) & Junior High Schools (Indian Lane) , as they were very close to each other.
What stands out to me was the amount of male genital ‘Exposures’ and otherwise, vehicular ‘Slowdowns’ and attempted ‘Enticements’ that happened to me personally, in my childhood. I recall running into, the very familiar woods , as i was an explorative, outdoor kid on a long leash with a bike and knew each crook & cranny of my environment intimately, in fear, on several occasions.
The incidences are too many to catalog but it seemed pretty continuous.
It’s incredible thinking back on all that, now, as it is so clear what was happening but at the time it was just all reactive instincts. No one ever talked or warned you about twisted men and their propensities for children.
What i also vividly recall is, that at some point, they built two new houses with big old attached garages. directly across from the Junior High School and -standing at the JHS, the one on the left hand side-which was closest to a nicely coiffed trail, that lead down through some woodland and connected to another neighborhood for the kids to walk up to school, i guess, lived a Pedophile who ‘exposed’ himself to me from within the confines of his open door garage. I took off running!
Unbelievable.
Anyway, i’m quite sure that the parents had no clue that they were moving their children into such a target area for Pedophiles and have always thought that Wendy fell prey to one of the many, many hunters.
Couldn’t we hunt down that guy who lived in that house and check him out?