by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 14, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I started running a couple of years ago. One day I was tired of being in the house, so I put on my shoes and ran. Now I run along the roads and highways around Fairhope. I can run for long distances pretty fast. I listen to rap or techno music or motivational videos...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 10, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I was five or six years old when my mother ordered a pedal sewing machine from Sears. I watched her sew and had to try it myself. When no one was around, I stuck in my material and pedaled. The needle came down and went through my finger. I jerked my hand and broke...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 9, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I met Cleveland on Easter Sunday on April 9, 1950, in Fayette, Alabama. I was 15 and had just started noticing boys. Aunt Myrtle was my Daddy’s sister, and her daughter, Barbara, was a year older than me. Cleveland’s brother was going with Barbara, so...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 8, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“Clover just turned ten. That is seventy in dog years. She broke her front leg and had several surgeries but kept re-breaking it. The doctor put in a metal rod, and she broke that too. Three years ago, the doctor said, ‘Forget it; we are going to amputate...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 2, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“The weatherman said the tornado would hit Silver City about 8:30 p.m., and he was right. I was in the only part of my house that wasn’t damaged. I have never been through a tornado, but I served in Vietnam. When I walked out of my house this morning, it looked...
