by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 17, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“Ten years of Bob’s Downtown Diner. There was a time I didn’t think we would make it past the second year. This restaurant has changed me. Made me appreciate people and their values. I never chased a dime, but I chased loyalty. Going after relationships and connecting...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 11, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“Everyone calls me Boogar. I had pneumonia when I was born and was in the hospital for two months. When my parents took me to church, Mr Wilber Harpole–who sat two rows in front of my parents every Sunday for my entire life–said I was a ‘tuff little Boogar.’ Everyone...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 10, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I turn 97 in April. I grew up in Everett, Washington, and got my social security card and first job when I was ten to help my family during the Depression. I worked in the back of a market, cutting up meat to make ground beef. Made ten cents an hour working ten hours...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 9, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I never ran a day in my life until I was 48. Never played sports. My doctor told me I had high cholesterol, and there were two options: medicine or exercise. I was a teacher eating honey buns every morning and drinking Cokes–that had to change. I chose exercise and...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 3, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I can’t see or hear very well. But like Minnie Pearl used to say, ‘I’m just so proud to be here.’ My birthday was 2/25/23. I’m over 100 years old. I didn’t tell anyone my age for a long time. When I was about forty, my mother told me, ‘If...
