By SEAN DIETRICH Sunset. My driveway. “OK, everybody get in the truck!” I shouted, using my cheerful American dad voice. Although, technically, I’m...
Pretty Lights
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Sean Dietrich Articles
Disney Child
My earliest memory is of a record player. It sat in my mother’s bedroom. Sometimes, she would play records for me. In one particular memory, she...
It’s Going to be OK
By SEAN DIETRICH You’re going to be OK. That’s not an opinion. It’s not a guess. This isn’t some trite little catchphrase from some crappy...
Thanksgiving
By SEAN DIETRICH Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. Yeah, I know most folks would choose Christmas as their favorite, but not me. Namely, because...
For the Love of Cornbread
I don’t engage in controversy. But sometimes I have to. And this is one of those have-to moments. Namely, because I feel it’s my duty as a...
Among Us
By SEAN DIETRICH It was late. Her name was Lacy. She jumped out of her car and walked into work, wearing her food-service uniform. Visor on her...
Fried Chicken
By SEAN DIETRICH I was driving. I was hungry. I had to pull over because I was about to eat my own steering wheel. The Tennessee autumn was in full...
Lessons from a Blind Dog
By SEAN DIETRICH Lessons from my blind rescue dog: — Wherever you are, find the dog-people. — The only things in life that matter are people and...
Alabama
By SEAN DIETRICH Sunrise in middle Tennessee. It was four in the morning. I left my hotel early to get on the road. I had a long way to go. There...
