by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 31, 2016 | A Southern Soul
“Justin was a single white guy who had a house in this neighborhood. He was a teacher and mentored 100 kids. Out of those kids, only 2 had dads. We met him, and he told us we should come help with the kids. We came down here with picnic blankets, a big bowl of...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 30, 2016 | A Southern Soul
“I came here on a boat by myself from Jamaica when I was 17 because I wanted to get an education. It is hard to be by myself, but I am doing OK. I went into the military and served in Afghanistan and I am still active. My best friend was killed there. I was...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 29, 2016 | A Southern Soul
Last night of Souls with teenage girls. “What do you want your parents to know about you?” “You sign us up for things and then let us know the night before. We don’t like that.” “When our parents create our lives for us. I want to...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 29, 2016 | A Southern Soul
“Some days being a policeman is harder than others, especially in this neighborhood. It is difficult to work here all day and then something dangerous happens during the last part of my shift or I spend the whole day loving on the community and then something...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 28, 2016 | A Southern Soul
“I have been cooking breakfast in the kitchen at the Salvation Army for 9 years. It keeps me humble and I like the guys. It ain’t the money. I get up at 3 and work at the Salvation Army until 8:15 a.m., then works 4.5 hours in the day and 4.5 hours at...
