by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 29, 2024 | A Southern Soul
Elania: “Liliana lives in Crestview, Florida, and I live in Sacramento, CA. I’m a hovering mom. She told me she doesn’t need me, but when my child is by herself with no place to go in a hurricane, I have to help her get away from harm. Right now, it looks okay....
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 22, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“My grandfather’s name was James Haskell Lewis. But everybody called him ‘Hack.’ I heard someone describe him as ‘wild enough to shoot at.’ But he loved his family and never said a cross word to us–would give us the shirt off his back. But if you weren’t family...
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 20, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“Eight years ago, I played in a show with Abe Partridge. I didn’t know Abe back then, but at the end of the show, he told me, ‘Stop singing other people’s songs. Sing your own.’ I didn’t listen to him back then. My band, Camm Lewis and the Live...
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 15, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“‘How’s It Going to End?” is a line from The Truman Show—one of my favorite movies. I love its creepy irony but also its philosophical nature. It’s like Plato’s Cave: you see the shadows of life but never get to experience life until you go out into it....
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 8, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I’ve wanted to be in the military since I was six. An Army veteran talked at our school; I wanted to do what he did. He told me I would change my mind. I was like, ‘Probably not.’ Joining the Army seemed selfless and a way to give back. I was supposed to do that. My...
