OPINION — He was loading my grocery bags. I’ll call him Michael. He was early twenties, wearing an apron. He has Down syndrome.“How are you today?”...
Sean Dietrich | The checkout lane
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Sean Dietrich Articles
Sean of the South | Therefore, consider the turtle
OPINION — Jim was stuck. In the middle of the rural two-lane highway. Right there on the pavement. Not far from the solid yellow line. Tucked...
Sean of the South | Where you come from
OPINION — There was an old man sitting outside the dusty bar. He sat in a plastic lawn chair. There was a dog with him. The dog was either asleep or...
Sean of the South | Going through old photos
OPINION — I found old photographs in the attic. I rifled through hundreds of old Polaroids. Most were infant pictures of me naked.I was a fat baby....
Sean of the South | My little school
OPINION — It was late. I pulled into the campus after seven o’clock to attend my last class of the semester. My last college class. Ever. It was a...
Sean of the South | Scents and sensibility
OPINION — I used to write about her all the time. She was just so easy to write about.From the first moment I met Thelma Lou, when she was an...
Sean of the South | Chasing imperfection in a wax-covered world
OPINION —The bag of vegetables magically appeared on our front porch along with beer. I looked around for angels and wisemen.Then I turned to my...
Sean of the South | Recess on the road
OPINION —I am in the backseat of our van, sitting in a tiny, hollowed-out cavern of stuff.We [were] traveling to Tennessee and Kentucky [last]...
Sean of the South | Fourth of July
OPINION —On my kitchen counter is a pound cake, sitting on a pedestal, beneath a glass dome.Pound cake is the food of summer. It can make or break...