by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 4, 2020 | A Southern Soul
“A lot of us in this community are not college degree people. We work in the service industry. I worked with horses and polo players for years. Now I’m cleaning condos. When things get tight, the service industry suffers. People cut their own grass. They...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 3, 2020 | A Southern Soul
“My mother was 93 when she passed away three years ago. She was a good Christian woman. She came up during the Depression in Mud Creek, Alabama, close to Bessemer. There were 12 kids in the family. They got off the school bus and went straight to work in the...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 1, 2020 | A Southern Soul
“My dad was a month shy of turning, 69. He lived in Miami, where I was born and raised. He caught COVID during the shutdown. He went to the hospital on Saturday, April 4 because he had a fever he couldn’t break. He got scared and called the ambulance. The...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 30, 2020 | A Southern Soul
“I traveled for a year and stumbled across San Pedro, Guatemala for a weekend. I stayed for almost ten years. I opened a hostel and sold it. Then I opened a piercing studio. I built a house on a mountain with a view of the lake. A few months ago, I put it on...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 25, 2020 | A Southern Soul
“I started collecting and crushing cans in the 90s when I worked at the courthouse for the U.S. Marshall Service. We collected 300,00 cans and turned them in to raise money for Juvenile Diabetes. I retired and 12 years ago I came to a rummage sale at the SPCA (The...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 24, 2020 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up two roads over. I moved to Covington County for eight years and came back. You can always come home. After Sally, we were cleaning trees. Everyone was looking for food, even us. We didn’t think it was going to be bad so we didn’t prepare....
