by Lynn Oldshue | May 19, 2024 | A Southern Soul
Today’s my day off. It feels amazing to be sitting out here on this bench. I got out of federal prison in April. Did five years for drug charges. Doing time during COVID was rough. The prison was short-staffed. We were locked down 24/7. They fed us rotten food–or food...
by Lynn Oldshue | May 18, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I have multiple sclerosis. I was diagnosed in 2007 and have gone from using a cane to a walker to a wheelchair. All are instruments that help me stay involved and get where I want to go. This wheelchair raises and lowers so I can be at eye level–not looked down on....
by Lynn Oldshue | May 12, 2024 | A Southern Soul
Mary Alice: “I started playing the piano when I was three. I was so young that I don’t remember starting. I got a piano for Christmas a couple of years later. Every morning, I went straight to the piano and started playing. Music was probably the most important part...
by Lynn Oldshue | May 11, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“My parents had The Haunted Bookshop in downtown Mobile. The second story was my playroom. It was hot and as dusty as the dickens. Besides, everything was happening downstairs. We never knew who would come in. We had book parties for all kinds of people. Grownups...
by Lynn Oldshue | May 5, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“This is Clyde. I call him Clydesdale. He’s eighty percent deaf and blind. We’re both in bad shape. I’m walking Clyde trying to condition my heart—working on what’s still good inside of our bodies. We’re fighting for each other. I was born with NASH, a...
by Lynn Oldshue | May 4, 2024 | A Southern Soul
“I’m from England but live in Hamburg, Germany. I’m here for two weeks and wanted to make the most of the beach. I went to a pawn shop today and got this guitar. I’ve been playing off and on for five years, but properly for a year. I also write songs and...
