Sean Dietrich Articles

Sean of the South | Juneteenth

OPINION —The year is 1923. It is the middle of June. You are a kid in a seersucker suit, on your way to a picnic. The weather is hot. Sweltering, actually. Texas can be like a steam bath sometimes.Today is a holiday. At least that’s what everyone is saying. But it’s a...

Sean of the South | Father’s Day

OPINION —I thought of you a few days ago. I was driving past a controlled burn. The fire department had lit up half of the lower Alabamian forest. It was terrifying but beautiful — the flames surrounding the trees. Fire trucks lined the road. It took several men on...

Sean of the South | Thank God for Baseball

OPINION —The sun is lowering over the trees on the horizon, and the sky is lit orange here in Birmingham. The world is filled with daylight. The birds are chattering.Opening day of Major League baseball is here. Hallelujah. Tonight, the Atlanta Braves will face off...

Sean of the South | Women

OPINION —I’m supposed to be eating complimentary hotel-breakfast, but I’m in line behind a girl’s softball team.The dining room is nothing but long-hair, red ribbons, glitter makeup and striped softball socks.“They’re here for softball camp,” says one mother. “And...
Sean of the South | Memorial Day

Sean of the South | Memorial Day

OPINION —The 94-year-old woman gets a jumpstart on Decoration Day every year. The cemetery gets busy at her little church in Elmore County. She...

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Sean of the South | Memorial Day

Sean of the South | What is God?

OPINION — What is God? This single question underpins all things on the Camino de Santiago, a trail inhabited by us full-time pilgrims whose lives...

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Sean of the South | Memorial Day

Sean of the South | Who is God?

OPINION — The question was simple. “Who is God?” CHRIS (5): He’s a big, big thing, but you can’t see him. He has big hands and he can pick you up...

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Sean of the South | Memorial Day

Sean of the South | Easter

OPINION — A few years ago I attended my first Catholic mass in a busy church outside Birmingham. It was Easter Sunday. I sat in the nosebleed...

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