by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 14, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“My mom was a great cook and fed the family. After my parents divorced, I lived with my dad. He tried to make dinner fun, but a few meals went straight into the trash. I joke that I taught myself how to cook for survival and soon found passion in it. I went to...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 8, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in Carroll County in the hills beyond the Mississippi Delta. My father was the president of two banks. He was also a strict segregationist and a member of the Citizens’ Council. He believed integration would be the downfall of civilization and that the...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 6, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I am an Uber driver in New Orleans. These are pictures of my grandkids. We all live in Thibodaux, and I see them all of the time. Being a grandparent is more fun than being a parent. These two are so smart; we read with them and get to see all that they learn....
by Lynn Oldshue | Dec 31, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“We make life-size dolls at the end of the year and set them on the porch or outside the front of the house. We burn them on New Year’s Eve to send off the old year and welcome in the new one. We should burn this year to ashes. It’s been a very hard year in Cuba. I...
by Lynn Oldshue | Dec 27, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in Hueytown, Alabama on the Warrior River. I am legally blind, have brain damage, epilepsy, and cerebral palsy. I adapted. I am still adapting. My mom raised me to stay positive and not let my disability define who I am as a person. She taught me to turn...
