February 28, 2014

Pinky's Plight

These photos are of a homeless woman named Pinky.  I've seen her around the area several times and finally decided to ride my bike to find and talk to her and take some pictures.  

She told me she was born 1951 in Richmond, VA.  In the 1960s, she moved with her mother and father to Florida.  They lived in Immokalee for a time.  She graduated from Immokalee High School in 1971.  Her family moved backed and forth from Immokalee to Naples to Immokalee.   In 1982, she and her boyfriend moved into a house in Golden Gate Estates.  That house was foreclosed on and she now lives alone on the streets.  She was vague as to year the housed was foreclosed, but I think it's been within the last couple of years.  She has a huge amount of stuff in shopping carts.  Somehow she manages to push these all by herself.  

Pinky is a sweet woman - more than willing to talk to me.  I printed up some of the photos and gave them to her.  She was happy to have them!






Pinky's story makes me count my blessings - that's for sure!

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18 comments:

Dina Lettre said...

Saying a prayer for her now...

Laura said...

Thank you for your kindness, your compassion and introducing us to Pinky through a little bit of her story. May she be well on this difficult journey.

Optimistic Existentialist said...

How wonderful of you to introduce us to her, and how wonderful of you to stop and talk to her and learn her story.

Tamar SB said...

Praying for her - thank you for sharing her story with us.

Michelle B said...

I am counting my blessing too. Thank you for telling Pinky's story. I am sure she appreciates being able to tell her story and I am sure she loved your photos.

Jill said...

I'm not sure I would have had the courage to approach her, good for you. I wonder what she is thinking about you and the photos of herself now. Seems like God using you to comfort her. That is a crazy amount of stuff she carts around. I see the photos as a tangible representation of all the "stuff" we metaphorically tote around with us.

Kim Hkiss said...

I am saying a prayer for her.

Kim,USA

Viv@within the Frame said...

It makes me so grateful for what I have and where I live, thankyou for sharing the story...

Kelly Kardos said...

What a beautiful post my friend. Thank you for sharing her story. I just could never imagine life on the streets.

Nancy said...

You have a very sweet and kind heart. Thanks for sharing Pinky's story. I will definitely add her to my prayer list....We all have so much to be thankful for and so often we just take it all for granted....

Lui said...

Oh Pat, isn't it nice to stop and talk to her? It does not take much to connect and love people and all of creation. . .

Thank you for taking the time!

Big hugs!

Henrietta Hassinen said...

How nice of you to talk with her and give prints to her. I can't believe how she manage to push all those 3 shopping carts herself, powerful women:) I so hope Pinky would have a real home where to stay.
Thank for sharing this, have a great weekend!

aspiritofsimplicity said...

wow! That is quite a story. And all that stuff. I can't imagine carting around all that stuff.

pixiedusk said...

An amazing character. #sundaysnapshots

Jama said...

It's so sad seeing such a person living on the street, is there anywhere she can get help in your country?

abrianna said...

Makes me count my blessings too. It could be any one of us. Great portrait of her too.

Even Miracles said...

I am glad you stopped to talk to her. I bet she appreciated the pictures and you taking the time to listen to her and not judge her. I can't believe she has 3 carts full of things to push along. I bet I've thought of her 15 times today. I hope and pray God protects her and blesses her soon with a place to stay.
-ally

GingerV said...

there is still story missing, thank you for passing this part of it to us. that must be all her possessions in all those bags. Jeezes, just makes my heart sad to see it. She is a beautiful woman. I hope she is able to find a home soon.
(she is one year younger than I, I graduated in '69. I wonder why it took her the extra years. see more story)