by Lynn Oldshue | Feb 15, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I built this bike with a Harbor Freight motor. It isn’t anything special. I go slow, but my dogs and I have rolled from Arizona to Florida with this bike. We got to Mobile a few days ago. We followed a New Year’s parade in Lake Havasu, Arizona, and a 4th of...
by Lynn Oldshue | Feb 14, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in Mobile but moved away in 1989. My ex-husband was a soul-sucker and sucked the life out of me. Life hadn’t been fun in a long time. When I went through my divorce, my sister told me to come home for a Mardi Gras ball. That first weekend at Mardi...
by Lynn Oldshue | Feb 13, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“We came down from Chicago with my daughters for a wedding in Mobile. The oldest is three, and the twins will be a one March. There is usually a child in my arms at all times. We are taking them to their first Mardi Gras parade, and I am hoping for the...
by Lynn Oldshue | Feb 13, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I thought my group project was finished. But it turns out we aren’t done, and this is due at midnight. I am trying to wrap it up before the parade starts. I am a Ph.D. student majoring in biology at Auburn. I want to be an anatomy and histology professor,...
by Lynn Oldshue | Feb 12, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“Everyone calls us the Mobile mafia. The Foster family has run the concession stands on the Mardi Gras parade routes in Mobile for about 50 years. We are all cousins or in-laws. This can be a back-stabbing business. We have family squabbles and fights over spots, but...
by Lynn Oldshue | Feb 8, 2023 | A Southern Soul
“I was in the washroom getting clothes together when I heard a loud noise. It was the tornado. A pipe in my house burst, and I couldn’t get out because my door was jammed by a tree. I was without gas, water and heat for five days. That was devastating, baby. You don’t...
