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...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 20, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I’m starting over and moving to a different state. I designed this shirt for my new life. I’ve lived with thoughts of suicide most my life. The worst were in my thirties. Once I start thinking about suicide, it becomes all I think about. Eats me up. It’s like...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 19, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I painted with words before I ever picked up a paintbrush. When I was a school teacher, creative writing was my love and gift. I visualized, sketched, and doodled, but never knew I was an artist. Then, my body went south in 2003 with a degenerative disc disease....
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 13, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“We opened Great Day Latte a week ago. It still blows me away to walk into the real thing that started with a design I drew up on paper. A little Black girl from Trinity Gardens and Prichard created something like this. There wasn’t a black-owned coffee shop in...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 12, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I was four or five when I had my first cup of coffee. My grandmother kept me after school and would have a hot pot of Folgers medium roast ready for me, even though my mom was adamant about not giving me caffeine. I’m rambunctious and curious enough: the last...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 8, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“We met Gran when we were living in Haiti. She’s the grandmother to one of our Konbit co-founders, but she’s Gran to everyone. She hiked in the mountains behind our house every Sunday, grabbing a handful of beans and roasting them over charcoal. Her coffee...
