by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 22, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I’ve treated Coronavirus patients in the ICU since day one. It’s been a whirlwind. In the beginning, we had no idea what we were doing. We were short on supplies and knowledge and MacGyvered our way through, just figuring it out. We didn’t...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 21, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I should be dead. In the middle of the night, my stepmother wrapped my head in sheets and banged me against the wall. I was 12 years old and she put me in a coma for five days. I had head injuries from that. I woke up to them saying you’re not going back to...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 17, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“Mu friend Richard Hamilton was furloughed at the start of the COVID when the store he works for shut down. He started making masks for the community because the only place to get masks at the beginning of the pandemic was from local crafters with sewing...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 15, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“This building was my dad’s appliance store in Yazoo City. I’ve worked here ever since I was seven. I dusted and swept for $2 a week, but I was overpaid. I always liked the store, but dad told me to do something else with my life. After I graduated...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 8, 2021 | A Southern Soul
I left Cuba by boat in 1994 with my husband, sister, and 10 other people. I was 17 and held my young child in my arms. I was also four months pregnant and terrified. The government warned that if they caught us in the water, they would take our kids away, but things...
