34 / matters magazine / summer 2026
T
here’s been a steady drum­
beat of friends declaring 
they are leaving Facebook. 
Some (Gen Zers) never 
joined in the first place. 
This may out me as un­
cool, but … I’m never 
leaving Facebook.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m on other 
platforms that I value, but there are a 
lot of connections and information that 
I can only get on Facebook. 
At its base level, Facebook is where I 
find out what friends and family are up to, including weddings, babies, vaca­
tions and graduations. But it’s so much more than that.
Local Facebook groups such as SOMa Lounge or my street’s Facebook 
group are where I get recommendations for everything from plumbers to 
hair stylists. They’re also where I turn when I want to know whether other 
neighbors’ electricity just went out, their water is brown, how a holiday af­
fects recycling pickup, when our annual block party is or why there are a lot 
of helicopters circling overhead. The SOMA New Jersey Gardening Facebook 
group is where I learned to love and feel more confident in gardening, thanks 
to the amazing advice of Joy Yagid and other experienced gardeners. It’s where 
you can go, share your experiences and ask questions such as the perennial 
favorite: “Is this PI?!” 
The Dogs of Soma and Cats of MapSo groups are two more reasons I’m 
never leaving Facebook. They’re where you go when you want to post a cute 
pic of your pet, need a pet sitter, when your dog ate something he shouldn’t, 
when you need a recommendation for a vet or when that horrifying day 
comes and your pet gets out. Dogs of Soma has 4.7k members. If you post a 
pic and say your dog is missing, that’s a lot of people who can keep an eye out 
to help them find their way back home. It’s also where you’ll meet some of the 
most amazing souls in SOMA, such as Kelly Conover and Marcia Sandford 
Fishkind (who I wrote about in the last issue of Matters), who help retrieve 
lost pets and trap and rescue strays.
One of the most unexpected loves I found on Facebook was eagles! (No, sor­
ry, Philly friends, not the football team. Though I do love the occasional Jason 
Kelce reel that pops up in my feed.) Last 
year, I discovered the Duke Farms Eagle 
Cam, which keeps a constant eye on the 
nest, and the Facebook group Friends 
of the Duke Farm Eagles, where people 
post milestones such as eaglets hatching 
and the breath-taking day they fledge 
(fly) and everything in between, from 
feedings to sibling rivalries and even 
owl attacks. 
It’s also where I learn about local ce­
lebrities, such as Henry the orange cat 
who used to live down the street from 
me. Henry is the epitome of a tom cat, with a primal urge to go outside. 
No human, door or A/C unit will stop him! So his mom honored that by 
creating a page called, “Is It Henry? The meanderings of Maplewood’s gin­
ger tabby,” to keep tabs on him. People reported sightings, desired sightings 
and concerns when there were no sightings. Before you knew it, Henry was 
famous! His page has 1.5k followers, including a lot of students at Columbia 
High School, where Henry frequently visited. He was even the subject of an 
art class! When Henry’s family moved to the UK last year, he stayed here on 
his turf under the care of a team of guardians and the watchful eye of all his 
fans. Few things have brought a community closer together than all of us 
worried about Henry making it through the winter or getting to the vet after 
the inevitable cat fight. Alas, it’s also where I learned that Henry was moving 
to the UK with his family. It’s in his best interest, but we will sure miss him 
here in Maplewood. Thanks for all the memories, buddy. 
I have loved community ever since I sat around my grandmother’s table 
in Natrona Heights, PA, eating and laughing, never knowing who would 
walk in that door next and join the conversation. Somehow, there was always 
room at the table. The internet has connected us in a way that many of us 
never thought possible and divided us in ways more devastating than we 
could imagine. Facebook is that place, like my grandmother’s table, where I 
just want to pull up a seat and stay awhile. 
Cindy Perman is a freelance writer, editor and pet sitter who lives in Maplewood 
and is grateful to have found a place with such a strong sense of community – just 
like her grandmother’s table. 
Why I’m Never Deleting 
Facebook
Babies, plumbers, hair stylists, gardeners, doggos, eagles – and Henry the Cat
BY CINDY PERMAN
finalmatters
Henry's off to join his family in the UK! Photo and graphics by Cameron 
Dickson who did not use AI.

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