by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 25, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I fell through the cracks. I am a survivor of sexual abuse and I am a fighter for the three-year-old little girl who didn’t have a voice. It started at a very early and I thought it was normal until another child, not an adult, told me it was wrong. The...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 24, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I am waiting on the bus. I just got back from physical therapy. My back will never be fixed but the physical therapy helps ease the pain. I take the bus three days a week. I served in Vietnam for 28 months and blew up stuff. It was a hard time. I got out of...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 23, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I am waiting on the bus and going to the bank. I would rather ride the bus than bother anyone else for a ride. I have been in Mobile all of my life. I was hit by a car when I was six years old. I had two brain surgeries and the doctor said I would never get...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 22, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“We sit out here four days a week selling Girl Scout cookies. Their grandmother comes, too. We don’t let them have tablets or phones out there and they have to do the math. We sold 800 boxes of girl scout cookies last year. Our goal is 1,000 this year....
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 21, 2019 | A Southern Soul
Before I could get both feet inside the door at Dexter Avenue Baptist Church in Montgomery, a short woman wrapped her arms around me. It was a hug of love and family from a woman I had never met. Her name was Brenda and she was the greeter. Her cousin Wanda gave the...
