by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 21, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I should be dead. In the middle of the night, my stepmother wrapped my head in sheets and banged me against the wall. I was 12 years old and she put me in a coma for five days. I had head injuries from that. I woke up to them saying you’re not going back to...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 17, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“Mu friend Richard Hamilton was furloughed at the start of the COVID when the store he works for shut down. He started making masks for the community because the only place to get masks at the beginning of the pandemic was from local crafters with sewing...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 15, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“This building was my dad’s appliance store in Yazoo City. I’ve worked here ever since I was seven. I dusted and swept for $2 a week, but I was overpaid. I always liked the store, but dad told me to do something else with my life. After I graduated...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 8, 2021 | A Southern Soul
I left Cuba by boat in 1994 with my husband, sister, and 10 other people. I was 17 and held my young child in my arms. I was also four months pregnant and terrified. The government warned that if they caught us in the water, they would take our kids away, but things...
by Lynn Oldshue | Aug 1, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I was born after World War One. I had bronchial asthma for a long time when I was young. The doctors thought I would die. I was confined to my room and books were my only companion. I read a William Wordsworth poem about daffodils. We had daffodils in our yard, so I...
by Lynn Oldshue | Jul 29, 2021 | A Southern Soul
“I’m the seventh of 12 children. We grew up in Gee’s Bend. We didn’t have much, but I never considered myself poor because my parents grew or made everything we needed. We didn’t have beds, so we slept on the floor. Mama made quilts from our...
