by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 27, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“I am a hairdresser in downtown Vicksburg and was going to have a celebration for being in business for 20 years. It was in March 2020, and I thought COVID would blow over, then we got a letter days before my party saying that everything was shutting down. COVID was...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 26, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“I was four or five years old when my parents’ friend, Dr. King, lived with us for several months in 1965 in our home in Selma. It was just a house with a mother, father, and a little girl quietly living our lives, then my father received a phone call at his...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 25, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“We live in an area of Baldwin County where there is a big disparity between the haves and have nots. There are people in need all around us, and we drive past them every day. My husband and I were called to pay attention to that and do something for our neighbors. We...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 24, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“I lived all of my life in North Carolina, but when my arm started turning blue in the winter, it was time to move South. I was born with just one hand. I taught seventh grade, and when students asked what happened to my arm, I pretended to be surprised my hand...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 23, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“Addiction runs in my family. One of my greatest fears as a parent of four is that my children will become addicts, so I educate them about their genetic predisposition to addiction, the dangers of self-medicating, and how to manage their emotions and feelings. In...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 22, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“I was raised in a family of givers in Mobile. We had pigs, cows, goats, and rabbits. All of my dad’s side of the family were carpenters and butchers. Driving home from church, sometimes Dad would pull over and say, ‘Just a second’ and grab a brown paper bag full of...
