by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 30, 2020 | A Southern Soul
“Torment is how I would describe the last two years. Reece took his life on February 12, 2018. He was 17. We didn’t see it coming. Reece was popular and smart. He was in the IB program at Fairhope High School, but he didn’t do something correctly and...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 29, 2020 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in Indiana. We lived on a farm during the Depression. We grew potatoes, field corn, and tomatoes and never went hungry. I had a slingshot when I was a kid and got pretty good shooting rocks. When I was 14 or 15 I shot a robin and killed him. That was not my...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 27, 2020 | A Southern Soul
“I have been picking up trash every day in downtown Mobile for about three years. I go down Government, Dauphin, Broad, and Spring Hill. I pick up paper, McDonald’s and Burger King bags, diapers and baby wipes. There are lots of cigarette butts and beer...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 25, 2020 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in Bessemer and came to Mobile with my husband. I love science and once thought I would be an astronaut. I still like to look at the sky. In high school, Mrs. Waters was my psychology teacher. She was a great teacher. I became fascinated with psychology and...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 23, 2020 | A Southern Soul
“Uncle Sam sent me an invitation for the draft for World War II. I left on August 12 and went into the Army. My sister left that same day to become a nun in New Orleans. That was a tough day for my mother. I was a little country boy. I didn’t know much...
