by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 13, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“We are best friends and wanted to get out and do something. We are juniors in high school. She has lived with me for four months. We are like sisters now.” “I was dating her twin brother. She didn’t like me while we were together. We broke up...
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 12, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I live in this bus. In October 2015, I got caught with a gram of weed. I bonded out and October of last year they upgraded it to a felony and brought me back from Texas. I was doing fine in Texas, but I lost everything I owned. I lived in a shed in front of Home...
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 11, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I am the one and only Henry Hall. I was born to Eugene and Annie Hall. Mama was a Creek Indian and dad was a Choctaw. She was beautiful. 1932 was the depression. I was 8 or 9 and pulling the wagon of clothes for mama. She washed clothes on a washboard in our home for...
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 10, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“They are box face labs. The kids painted him at a face-painting booth last week. They are Loutre Boys. This is Loutre 2 and 3. Loutre 4 and 5 are at home. They are named after the Loutre Bayou next to us. Loutre 1 was on the Ol’ Roy dog food bag. We won...
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 9, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“Our grandmother passed away last week. We are lighting lanterns at sunset to remember her. My grandfather was a World War 2 veteran. They were married for 65 years. They met when they were 16 and eloped. They had a massive family. She was loved and...
