by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 27, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I was a surprise and somewhat of a miracle baby. Always an old soul—even as a little girl. My parents worked, so I had a nanny who kept me. She was close to my grandmother’s age and taught me hymns and planted seeds of wisdom and knowledge. We drank coffee and...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 23, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I turned to alcohol when I was thirteen years old. I didn’t know my worth or value and became obsessed with drinking. I drank all through high school with no way out. My mom told me to go to AA, or I was going to die. That was a wake-up call. I started AA when I was...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 21, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I was 14 the first time I drank. Blacked out for three hours. When I came to, a cute guy was hanging on me. We were walking down the road, going to see the fireworks. I thought I would never go another day of my life without this. I was an instant alcoholic. Soon...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 20, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I recently opened this food truck with my buddy, Tevin. We both came from Jamaica years ago to work at the Grand Hotel. I was a bartender. He’s still a chef there. Workers stayed in apartments in Fairhope, and I cooked chicken for us on the grill out front. I had...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 14, 2024 | A Southern Soul
Eric: “This is our eighth anniversary. We met on the Internet. We both went to LeFlore High School, but Deja was a year older than me. I knew all of her cousins. She never knew I existed.” Deja: “We stayed two streets over from each other. I never saw Eric in the...
