by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 29, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“We moved to Midnight from Water Valley when I was five. My dad worked for International Harvester. We lived in a big two-story house in the center of town. It was so pretty. There were other girls around for playmates, and we played cowboys and Indians in my...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 28, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up on a rural farm in the hills of Mississippi. We were a one-store community located about 15 miles outside of Duck Hill. I graduated from Duck Hill High School with 18 people in my class. My dad farmed the land that was originally owned by my grandfather. He...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 27, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I’m 97 years old. I grew up in Schlater, Mississippi on my granddaddy’s farm on the Quiver River. My granddaddy owned 80 acres, and my dad and uncle farmed it. I helped them clear the land. We poisoned the trees so they would die and fall. We plowed...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 26, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I was born around the corner in Midnight, Mississippi. My name was supposed to be Salvador. It’s a Mexican name. At that time people couldn’t read or write very well. The midwife misspelled Salvador and wrote down Savage Joe, so that’s my...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 25, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“My name is Laverne, but when I was young some old lady called me Jim. It stuck. My relatives call me Sis Jim. I was born in Sweetwater, Alabama. My daddy was a cotton farmer. He could have sold his cotton for 90 cents a pound, but he wanted a dollar. In 1929, the...
