by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 9, 2022 | A Southern Soul
Doyle: My family has lived in Fairhope for two generations. My grandfather, Nathaniel B. Porter, worked for the Grand Hotel. He was overseer of the farm during the ‘40s and ‘50s. It’s my understanding that he raised chickens. The chickens and eggs went to the hotel....
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 8, 2022 | A Southern Soul
Robert: “I have done maintenance and cleaned walkways and bathrooms in Gatlinburg for about nine years. Tonya and I have already worked 80 hours this week, including 18 hours on New Year’s Eve. We are tired. There used to be at least four people doing this...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 2, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“I am taking pictures in the rain of the bridge in Chattanooga for inspiration. I started painting a year ago. I was diagnosed with COVID the first week of January and couldn’t sit still for ten days. I got out my daughter’s Walmart paints and tried...
by Lynn Oldshue | Dec 25, 2021 | A Southern Soul
December 18, 2015 “We’ve been walking for nine days and have walked over 100 miles. We are trying to get to Tennessee to see my niece. I haven’t seen her in 11 years, and I promised her I would get there. We have been homeless for a year and don’t have a car, so we...
by Lynn Oldshue | Dec 24, 2021 | A Southern Soul
From Dec. 24, 2015 White shirt: “We met in jail and got out yesterday. Now we are all that we have. God puts us in places for a reason. He’s an alcoholic and I am a drug addict. I am not going to let him drink and he is not going to let me do drugs. We are...
