by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 10, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I turn 97 in April. I grew up in Everett, Washington, and got my social security card and first job when I was ten to help my family during the Depression. I worked in the back of a market, cutting up meat to make ground beef. Made ten cents an hour working ten hours...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 9, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I never ran a day in my life until I was 48. Never played sports. My doctor told me I had high cholesterol, and there were two options: medicine or exercise. I was a teacher eating honey buns every morning and drinking Cokes–that had to change. I chose exercise and...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 3, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I can’t see or hear very well. But like Minnie Pearl used to say, ‘I’m just so proud to be here.’ My birthday was 2/25/23. I’m over 100 years old. I didn’t tell anyone my age for a long time. When I was about forty, my mother told me, ‘If...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 3, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“My home burned on Saturday a week ago. The production guy at our new church said, ‘It’s ironic that the pastor of Home Church is homeless.’ Sometimes, you need a laugh during hard times. I bought my house in 2012 after graduating from high school. I gutted everything...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 27, 2024 | A Southern Soul
Excited to be signing the new Souls book next Sunday at Downtown Marketplace in Yazoo City-my favorite store. It’s Christmas open house day all over Yazoo. Here’s the list of book events: -Downtown Marketplace on Sunday, Nov. 3 from 1-5 p.m (Yazoo City)-Page...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 26, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in Maysville. My mom worked at the Little Sister of the Poor nursing home for over thirty years. She taught me, ‘Don’t disrespect nobody.’ My stepdad was a seaman and raised me since I was about three. He passed away a few years ago. I look up to...
