by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 24, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“My dad started me off playing football at the parks when I was five years old. Then I played for Mattie T. Blount and Jacksonville State. I was an overweight kid and football helped me get in shape. My brothers also played and football was everything in our house. It...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 20, 2021 | A Southern Soul
I was born in Mobile. My twin brother passed away from pneumonia when we were babies. His name was Elvin, and my name is Eric. I’m living life for both of us. My grandma helped raise me. She was as good as gold. I moved around with my family and lived in ten cities. I...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 18, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I was the head night shift nurse at Good Samaritan, a Catholic hospital in Selma. On Thursday, February 18, 1965, I got a call saying that a young man from Marion had been shot by an Alabama state trooper during a protest, and they were bringing him in. The young man...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 14, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up on this land in Copperhill, Tennessee. It was a village of poor folks who worked for the copper mining company. The company cut down all of the trees, then acid rain killed the rest of the vegetation. The only thing left was the red copper hills. It...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 11, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“We finally opened Jefe Paleta. My cousin, Caesar, and I grew up working in our family’s Mexican restaurants in Mobile. We dreamed for years of having our own restaurant selling paletas—Mexican popsicles filled with fruit and flavors. Paletas are street...
