Milwaukee police searching for critically missing 87-year-old woman
Elma A. Edwards, an 87-year-old woman, has been missing since Easter morning, according to the Milwaukee Police Department.
Edwards was last seen on foot at 6:30 a.m. in the 4700 block of North 70th Street.
Edwards is a Black woman with black hair and brown eyes, standing at 5-foot-3 and weighing 150 pounds. Her clothing description is unknown, police said.
Anyone with information is asked to call the Milwaukee Police Department's 7th District at 414-935-7272.
Contact Adrienne Davis at amdavis@gannett.com. Follow her on X at @AdriReportss.
This article originally appeared on Milwaukee Journal Sentinel: Police searching for 87-year-old woman in Milwaukee
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