by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 6, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I am a voice for my daughter Rancey, who can’t speak for herself. She is a classic case of Rett Syndrome. She is non-verbal and non-ambulatory and teaches us more then we will over know without saying a word. She is beautiful and speaks with her eyes....
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 5, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I am waiting for my kids’ mother. This is the halfway point between Houston where she lives and Savannah, Georgia, where I live. I get my kids every Christmas and summer. We have been doing this for five years. They are 12 and 11 and it is so hard that I am...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 3, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I am from Plaisance. My daddy died when I was five. My mama spoke French but didn’t let us speak it. If company came and they spoke French, we had to get out. I know how to cuss in French because everyone learned that. My brother started quit school in fourth...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 2, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I was a truck driver before that but I got bored and opened Thibs Boudin & Cracklin. I used to make boudin and cracklin for fun all of the time and thought, ‘hell I can do this and make money with it.’ If you make it they will come. We are taking New...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 1, 2019 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in Bayou DuLarge south of Houma. We had little traps and caught crawfish in ditches. I have two brothers and we took out the boat to go fishing whenever we wanted. One morning, we got in before daylight and daylight never came. We got caught in a bad...
by Lynn Oldshue | Dec 30, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“We lived in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, but my father passed and my mother moved us back to her home to Jackson, Mississippi. We played with white kids at an early age. They came to our yards and we went to theirs, but there was an unwritten rule that we...
