by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 4, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I waited almost 100 years for a National Championship, but I always knew it would happen. I was born the fifth of eight children in 1918 in Noxubee County. My mother died when I was almost five, and my dad raised us. To easily entertain all eight of us, he took...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 3, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I’m just a ticket taker at the right-field gate at Dudy Noble. This is God’s gate, but he loaned it to me. Prayer changes things. We pray before we invite y’all in. We pray for the fans, players, and our visitors. Before people leave this...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jun 26, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I was born on February 21, 1933. I grew up on Warren Street in Mobile. My mother taught school, and my dad worked at the Mobile Press Register. At that time we had a morning and evening paper. One day dad brought home a bucket of perfumed ink. Gayfer’s...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jun 23, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up in the Camp Ground in Mobile. My father managed the Lincoln Inn on Davis Avenue. My godmother and her husband ran Babe’s Hotdogs. Sautéed cabbage is one of the reasons those hotdogs tasted so good. I’m a victim of Katrina in New Orleans....
by Lynn Oldshue | Jun 20, 2021 | A Southern Soul
Justin: “I’m 8 years old. I have cerebral palsy and autism. It makes me sad to feel like I’m different. I wrote a book, Disabilities and Beyond, for kids with special needs. The heroes are my friends who are going through the same things. I told my...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jun 13, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I was born in 1930. I grew up in Point Clear, south of Zundel’s Wharf. Someone made me this crown from a crab trap from my 90th birthday. I’ve been in this house in Fairhope overlooking Mobile Bay since 1965. My flower bed is a friendship bed, and...
