by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 28, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“This is a treat. I haven’t been to the beach in 20 years. It feels delicious. I didn’t expect to get this close to the water, but my boys found this wheelchair. I have macular degeneration and can’t see well, but I can see the blue sky and white sand. I have never...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 23, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in Brookhaven, MS. I lived on the train tracks, and it felt like the train was coming through our house everytime it ran. I got pregnant and married my boyfriend. He joined the military and went to Germany, so I followed him there. He was the best husband...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 22, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I turned 30 this year. That was a big birthday, and I wanted to do something special. I saw a video of a guy getting his friends to sign his pants, and I thought it would be a cool way to meet people. It went crazy, and many signatures are from random strangers...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 14, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I started running a couple of years ago. One day I was tired of being in the house, so I put on my shoes and ran. Now I run along the roads and highways around Fairhope. I can run for long distances pretty fast. I listen to rap or techno music or motivational videos...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 10, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I was five or six years old when my mother ordered a pedal sewing machine from Sears. I watched her sew and had to try it myself. When no one was around, I stuck in my material and pedaled. The needle came down and went through my finger. I jerked my hand and broke...
by Lynn Oldshue | Apr 9, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I met Cleveland on Easter Sunday on April 9, 1950, in Fayette, Alabama. I was 15 and had just started noticing boys. Aunt Myrtle was my Daddy’s sister, and her daughter, Barbara, was a year older than me. Cleveland’s brother was going with Barbara, so...
