by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 12, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I was four or five when I had my first cup of coffee. My grandmother kept me after school and would have a hot pot of Folgers medium roast ready for me, even though my mom was adamant about not giving me caffeine. I’m rambunctious and curious enough: the last...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 8, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“We met Gran when we were living in Haiti. She’s the grandmother to one of our Konbit co-founders, but she’s Gran to everyone. She hiked in the mountains behind our house every Sunday, grabbing a handful of beans and roasting them over charcoal. Her coffee...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 6, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“My house burned down on September 17. Something woke me up, and I saw the smoke. The fire spread so fast, but I got out in time. My parents had that house in Fairhope for twenty-four years; now I live there by myself. I lost almost everything. It hasn’t hit me, yet....
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 5, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I played in the Toy Bowl Classic in the Civic Center in 1966. They hauled red clay in for the field. No grass. Just marked lines on the clay. Landing on the ground didn’t hurt. We were in grade school and thought we were tough. I played halfback. Caught the...
