by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 11, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“I am 99 years old. I was born in 1923 and grew up in Pisgah, Alabama, a little town on Sand Mountain. Daddy had 400 acres of land. He farmed 30 and rented out some of the rest. I was the oldest of six kids and grew up plowing the field with our two horses, chopping...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 8, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“The Mississippi River is at a historic low—so low that we can clean the garbage that was once underwater around the Memphis Yacht Club. I have pulled out barbeque grills, umbrellas from tables, and a fire extinguisher. Some of the boats here have been stuck in...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 7, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“My father got tired of working in a factory in Greenville and wanted his own business. He opened a nightclub, and that didn’t work out. Someone suggested tamales. Black families have been making tamales around here for more than 100 years. A lady in Arkansas...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 6, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“I was a part of the Campbell clan from Yazoo City. My grandfather was mayor of Yazoo City and my brother was a state representative. My other grandfather was a minister for about 25 years at the Episcopal Church and the fellowship hall was named after him. There were...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 5, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in a shotgun house in the country outside of Yazoo City. My dad worked at a grain elevator. My mom kept the house spotless and taught me how to cook. Mom and Dad took care of each other, but they were old school. I can still feel the whippings Dad gave me...
by Lynn Oldshue | Nov 4, 2022 | A Southern Soul
“My first job at Mississippi State was serving in the Perry Cafeteria. Now I am in charge of the whole thing. The Lord put me in the right place, and I thank him everyday. I love the kids, and everything I do is for them. I listen to them and pray for them when they...
