by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 27, 2025 | A Southern Soul
“I got out of high school without much fanfare. I was good at math–that’s the only way I made it through school. I wasted my time in college for a couple of years. By then, the Vietnam draft was coming up, and I was eligible. I joined the Army to get into electronics...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 26, 2025 | A Southern Soul
“I’m first generation from Vietnam. My parents lived in a refugee camp in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia for several years. Many Vietnamese were dislocated during and after the Vietnam War. The United Nations finally brought everyone onto the mainland of Malaysia. My...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 23, 2025 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in Drew, Mississippi. My dad died when I was four years old, and my mother raised me. She was a school teacher and a businesswoman with a lot of energy. She’d go after anything. She took the insurance from my dad’s death and bought a 400-acre farm in...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 13, 2025 | A Southern Soul
“I remember wanting to be an artist in fifth grade. I later worked for a Mardi Gras float builder making float sculptures out of paper mache, but I didn’t embrace being an artist until I became an activities specialist for Mobile Parks and Recreation three years ago....
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 12, 2025 | A Southern Soul
“The joke is that everyone in Birmingham is one degree from my phone number. Maybe I come home too much. But I want to pour back into a place that poured into me. Getting on television and cheering on Birmingham and Alabama matters to me. You can’t live in...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 11, 2025 | A Southern Soul
“Camilla and I grew up on the same street in Daphne and went to the same church and school. When we met, I was 12, and she was 14 and a half. She was a pretty blonde girl, but girls don’t have much to do with boys who are that much younger. Our love affair got...
