by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 30, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up with my grandparents in the country. They were sharecroppers. I tried to help them pick cotton: more like picking at it and putting it in my grandmother’s sack. Half of the time, she was pulling me on the sack. Close to noon, I would get water at the...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 24, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I was eight the first time I told my mom I wanted to be on TV. She said, ‘That sounds good. How are you going to make it happen?’ She believed in me and taught me to believe in myself. Mom put herself through law school when I was a baby and read her law books to me....
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 23, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“We use the sold-out sign almost every week at the Fried Pieper. It’s crazy. I didn’t grow up cooking or making pies. This happened because I went through postpartum depression with my son, Lincoln. I had a C-section, and he was in the NICU for the first twelve...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 17, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I went into law to destroy everything segregated I could find. I got involved in the Gomillion v. Lightfoot case because people in Macon County, AL had been trying to get the right to vote since the early forties. Unlike most Black Belt counties, Tuskegee had two...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 17, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“Ten years of Bob’s Downtown Diner. There was a time I didn’t think we would make it past the second year. This restaurant has changed me. Made me appreciate people and their values. I never chased a dime, but I chased loyalty. Going after relationships and connecting...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 11, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“Everyone calls me Boogar. I had pneumonia when I was born and was in the hospital for two months. When my parents took me to church, Mr Wilber Harpole–who sat two rows in front of my parents every Sunday for my entire life–said I was a ‘tuff little Boogar.’ Everyone...
