by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 9, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I was born in 1920 on a farm in Belle Plane, Wisconsin. There was no doctor so my father delivered all 12 of his children. I grew up in a German community. I could only speak German when I started school in our one-room schoolhouse. I had so much trouble learning...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 8, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I am 92. I left home when I was 16 years old and went to work in the textile mills with my sister and her husband. I joined the Navy in ’44. I went to boot camps and was sent by train to California. It took us five days. I served in the Pacific aboard a patrol...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 7, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“June 6, 1944, is a day I will never forget. I wasn’t scared because I didn’t have time to be. It was hot in the tanks that were being transported for D-Day by boat. The Germans kept shooting and shooting and there were pools of blood everywhere. The Germans...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 6, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“Margot was born in 1939 in Germany. Her memories are slipping away so I will help tell her stories. Her father was vice president of a steel company crucial to manufacturing for the Nazis during the war. They were the upper class and her mother was a beautiful...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 5, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“My wife died in April. We were married for 72 years. I am 95 years old. I grew up in upstate New York during the Depression. My father lost everything in 1930, including the house. We moved to New York City into a cold apartment. There was no hot water so we...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 4, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“My great-grandfather Phillips ran a tobacco shop in a little town near Charles Dickens’ home in England. Dickens made a daily stroll to the shop to buy tobacco and gossip. My grandfather overheard Dickens say he had some Americans coming to have breakfast with...
