Sean Dietrich Articles

FLY

BY SEAN DIETRICH I am writing from a plane that is stuck on a runway. It’s raining. Hard. I have a screaming baby behind me. Angry passengers surround me.I have to be in Atlanta tonight, but it’s not looking good.We have been on this god-forsaken plane for an hour,...

FLY

BY SEAN DIETRICH I am writing from a plane that is stuck on a runway. It’s raining. Hard. I have a screaming baby behind me. Angry passengers surround me.I have to be in Atlanta tonight, but it’s not looking good.We have been on this god-forsaken plane for an hour,...

America

BY SEAN DIETRICH There are three or four neighborhood cats who sit on my porch each morning as I write. They are feral animals. They were here when we moved in. Nobody owns them. But they are fixtures in our neighborhood.My morning writing routine is pretty...

America

“Sean, when are you going to say something about America and the pitiful state we’re in … ? A lot of people are speaking out … Have you heard the song “Rich Men North of Richmond”? It’s about American oppression … But you have remained silent and are thus part of the...
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Laugh

By SEAN DIETRICH One day you will laugh. I promise. Probably not today. Probably not tomorrow, either. But soon. Right now you are a premature...

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Good Dog

By SEAN DIETRICH The little redheaded boy found his grandfather on the porch swing, late at night. The old man was whittling basswood, listening to...

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An Old Man

By SEAN DIETRICH He stands before his mirror, adjusting his collar, fixing his white hair until it’s just so. He’s thinking of her. She always took...

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New Year

By SEAN DIETRICH Lord have mercy. Betty White is dead. She inherited her eternal reward on New Year’s Eve, at age 99. Less than 24 hours before the...

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Trees of Alabama

By SEAN DIETRICH Somewhere in Alabama. A small town with a cute main street, lots of muddy trucks and men who wear neon orange, even to church. The...

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Hug Me

By SEAN DIETRICH I wish I could give you a hug right now. I really do. I’d reach through this screen and squeeze you so firmly that your eardrums...

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The Fighter

By SEAN DIETRICH The email on my screen reads: “Dear Sean, my oldest grandchild, Bryson, is 11 years old and was diagnosed with Burkitt lymphoma,...

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Christmas Tunes

By SEAN DIETRICH The last thing I want to do is sound like an old fart. But some things cannot be helped. Yesterday I was fiddling with my truck...

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