by Lynn Oldshue | Mar 24, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I was born without arms. My toes are my hands. I don’t think of myself as having a disability–this is just the way I am. Growing up, I couldn’t physically do a lot. There wasn’t much available to me, so I didn’t have experience doing many things....
by Lynn Oldshue | Mar 23, 2024 | A Southern Soul
Kathryn: We’re sisters. All of our husbands have passed away. Mine died in January. I told Juday and Marie we could get together for Valentine’s Day and cry until we fell asleep. Marie said, ‘No, we’re not.’ Marie: “I booked a room at The Battle House and told them we...
by Lynn Oldshue | Mar 22, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“The name Aero started as my gamer tag. The leader in our online game said I typed as fast as the wind. Somehow, that led to airplane and Aero. The name took on more meaning when I dropped out of high school and left home early–following the wind and living like a...
by Lynn Oldshue | Mar 17, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I was a young temp working as an executive administrative assistant. One day, my boss had me sit in as his proxy at a board meeting–I didn’t understand what that meant. He said, ‘Just go. You’ll figure it out.’ The presentation was about the school-to-prison...
by Lynn Oldshue | Mar 16, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“We’re soul-searching, journaling, and finding peace at the Fairhope beach. We needed a calm place to get away from the chaos of school. Today has been a good day.” Aaleyah: “My aunt is a nurse. I also have a nanny who’s a neonatal nurse, and I like what...
