by Lynn Oldshue | Mar 29, 2025 | A Southern Soul
General Guy Hecker was raised by his mother, aunt, and grandmother on Springhill Avenue in Mobile. He was about 15 the first time he flew in an airplane. The pilot was a friend who had taken only a few flying lessons. “He didn’t know any more about flying than a...
by Lynn Oldshue | Mar 9, 2025 | A Southern Soul
“I was arrested two times when I was 15. I proudly wear the honor of being a jailbird. It started when I participated in the student marches in Selma in 1965. My mother didn’t know that her only two children left school on that first day. My younger brother did...
by Lynn Oldshue | Mar 9, 2025 | A Southern Soul
“I couldn’t sleep because I heard kids playing in my yard. I got up and hollered at ’em. They went to cryin’. I felt pretty small. It was Mardi Gras Day, so I said, ‘Y’all come on. We’re going to have Mardi Gras.’ I put on a mask, put the kids in the...
by Lynn Oldshue | Mar 4, 2025 | A Southern Soul
“I’m starting the KCBs: King Cake Babies. But it’s more than king cake babies. It’s Baby Spice. Ice Ice Baby. Baby back ribs. It can also be kings and cakes. You just need a theme song to go with it. I love king cakes—they’re an important part...
by Lynn Oldshue | Mar 4, 2025 | A Southern Soul
Joseph: Like any self-respecting Mobilian, we have a closet full of beads. At some point you ask yourself: Do I have a problem here? Can I do something else with these beads besides them going in the sewer? Rachel: Or trade them for doughnuts. We got out the scissors...
