by Lynn Oldshue | Jun 22, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“He was a plain jane when I married him. If I wore lipgloss, it was a problem. If I got my ears pierced, I was a bitch. I thought I was in love. I was the one who went for counseling because I wanted to make myself better for him. I didn’t want to be like...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jun 19, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I am starting the We Rise Foundation to create positive change and help the lives of others around the world. I want to help communities that don’t have access to the same resources that we do and who don’t have a sustainable quality of life. We can...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jun 17, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I started all of this art with $10. That is why they call me the Tin Man. My grandmother and mother were artists. My great-grandfather was a blacksmith, my grandfather was a basketweaver and gunsmith. My dad was a mechanic. All of their skills I learned. I am an...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jun 10, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“My grandson was shot and killed December 5, 2001. Kearis was six years old and had just gotten home from school. He went out to my car to get a package for me. He was gone a long time. My granddaughter came in and said, Kearis went out the front door. When they...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jun 10, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“We have fallen in love with Mobile and want to partner with what is working. It’s not about the four walls or being here on Sunday. Church happens Monday through Saturday and Sunday when you aren’t here. Evangelism isn’t hard, it is just...
