by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 15, 2019 | A Southern Soul
Kimberly “I moved to Gulf Shores because of my grandbaby. I worked at Rouses when it opened in Gulf Shores. My oldest son and his family got a better job opportunity and moved away. It was beautiful living close to the beach and I could afford it, so I stayed. I...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 14, 2019 | A Southern Soul
The final story in “The Souls of World War 2.” “I am the son of immigrants from Sweden and Denmark who settled in Oakland, Nebraska. When they got married, my dad told my mother, Ella, that he needed some boys to help start his farm. They married in 1908, the...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 13, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I enlisted when I was 17 so I could have a choice of where I served. Otherwise, I would have been drafted and sent where they told me to go. They let me stay home until the day after Christmas in 1944, then sent me to San Diego. The ship was not ready and they...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 12, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I enlisted when I was 21, the week before the draft office would have grabbed me. I became a bomber pilot and had never seen a plane. My brother was drafted and with drafting they dropped requirements way down. He wore glasses so the put him in the tank corps....
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 11, 2019 | A Southern Soul
I grew up during the Depression. Dad was gone and we didn’t have money. We put cardboard in the holes in the souls of our shoes. I swept the floors of a grocery store and they gave me scraps of meat to take home to my family. If I didn’t work or there were...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 10, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I am going to be 92. I am like the little boy who says, I am three, but I am going to be four next year. I was born in Mobile. When I was a kid, Airport Blvd was a swamp. Old Shell road was a shell road. I went to West End Methodist Church. It was called West...
