by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 21, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“We are taking my hermit crab to see the bay. Her name is Stella, and she is coming out of her shell more. She eats hermit crab pellets and drinks salt water. She scoops her poop out of her shell with her back legs. When I let her out, she is surprisingly fast ....
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 16, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up on a farm in Greenbriar, Arkansas, and my dad put us to work. We had beef cows and a garden the size of Texas. We canned everything. We were poor, but we were comfortable. When I was a kid, we waited for the fair all year. It was a magical time with a...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 15, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“Becoming homecoming king at Mississippi State is the best experience I’ve ever had. I love my mama more than anything, and she looked amazing walking across the field with me. My family set up all of these balloons at our tailgate to celebrate. I helped...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 9, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“My husband and I were married for 48 years. We had a good life and three fine girls. We put them through college and gave them nice weddings. We took our grandchildren on trips. Then someone else turned his head. I was 70 years old when he told me he wanted a...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 4, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“I had selfishly gotten my daughter back from my parents. Once my fiance and I started using the needle, we became the worst people I’ve ever known. We would rob and steal from anyone. I became short-tempered with my daughter and was always locking her in her...
