by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 7, 2017 | A Southern Soul
“I have been a farmer all of my life. I followed around Daddy and tried to be just like him. There is nothing like growing something from a seed and I couldn’t work inside. Our slow season is January and February. The rules and regulations are making it...
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 6, 2017 | A Southern Soul
“I believe in God but have denounced religion. Religion is man-made, Everyone acts like they are free but they aren’t. Parents pass religion down to their kids. I know the ins and outs of my mother, the way she trained me. Sex was taboo with my parents and...
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 5, 2017 | A Southern Soul
“I am fourth generation farmer. It is in my family and I always knew this is what I wanted to do. We have 800 acres and farm sweet potatoes, peanuts, cotton, and soybeans. The hardest part is the potatoes. It gets tough to get into, the fields and pull them out...
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 3, 2017 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up on the outskirts of Birmingham. The Japanese surrendered on my 5th birthday. I had a Tom Sawyer childhood. I taught Wilt Chamberlain how to do a yoga headstand, I was at the King March in D.C. and lived off the land in a teepee in a commune in Arkansas. I...
by Lynn Oldshue | Sep 2, 2017 | A Southern Soul
“My dad played every instrument and taught himself. My mom sings and has a beautiful voice. I would hear songs on the radio and think they were my mom’s songs because I heard her sing them. My first memory of singing in public was in middle school, but I...
