by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 12, 2017 | A Southern Soul
“I am five. I can count to 100 and say my ABC’s. I don’t like to fish.”
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 12, 2017 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up on a farm. My mother was a seamstress and a midwife. She delivered over 500 babies. My father died in the Pacific Islands. My mom became a single mother raising six kids. She never got to go to college so she struggled to send all of us. I went to JP...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 11, 2017 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in Fayette, Mississippi in an old civil war plantation house and my parents spent all of my childhood fixing it up. I grew up playing piano and had a wonderful music teacher, then I saw the Beatles on Ed Sullivan and wanted to do that so my parents...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jan 10, 2017 | A Southern Soul
“We are in Mobile looking for oysters, then driving to New Orleans and flying back home to Chicago. We drove through Fairhope and realized that maybe not everyone here voted for Trump.” “We just got engaged. I walked around with the ring in my pocket...
