by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 11, 2026 | A Southern Soul
“We’re originally from La Belle, Florida, and moved when Katrina hit. My dad was a contract worker, and we ended up in Kansas picking blueberries. When the season was over, his boss promised him another job in Alabama. But when we got there, there was nothing. No job....
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 8, 2026 | A Southern Soul
“I was riding my motorcycle through New Mexico when I hit a dust storm. For an hour and a half, the wind was so strong I had to lean into it. If I let up, I was going down. I could barely see beyond a truck’s taillights, so I followed those lights and prayed. At one...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 4, 2026 | A Southern Soul
“My dad was a World War II and Korean War veteran. We didn’t know he was a member of Merrill’s Marauders. They went through hell. Of the thousands who volunteered, he was among the few who returned home. He was willing to die for his country, but what kept him going...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 1, 2026 | A Southern Soul
“We’ve been in Mobile for two years and five months. It’s just my husband, son, daughter, and mother. We live in a very peaceful place and feel at ease. We have a lemon tree and make lemonade and lemon marinade for our meat. I lived in Guatemala City my whole life. I...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 31, 2026 | A Southern Soul
“I was born in 1933. Mobile was a typical small Southern town. I would go shopping with my mother and grandmother on Royal, Dauphin, and Conception Streets, and all around Bienville Square. We dressed properly in nice dresses, hats, and gloves. There were no...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 25, 2026 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in Citronelle, Alabama. It’s a close-knit small town where everyone feels like family. My parents purchased our building on Main Street when I was ten. My mom was a cosmetologist; we turned the front into a beauty store and the back into a salon. Me and my...
