Sean Dietrich Articles

The Good Old Days

By SEAN DIETRICH I have a confession to make. I am addicted to my cellphone. I’m not proud of it. I don’t like admitting it. But I’m coming clean, publicly. I feel naked without my phone. I shower with my phone. In fact, on many occasions — I am not making this up — I...

Dadeville

I can only pray. That’s all I know how to do. I am nobody. I am not particularly smart. I am not savvy when it comes to political discourse. I am just a guy. I have no wisdom. I have no preachy words. No condescending sentiments. The world is falling apart. I get it....

The Phone Call

By SEAN DIETRICH The call came late afternoon. “May I speak to Sean?” said the child’s voice. Speaking, I said. “Is this a bad time, Mister Sean?” Not at all. And don’t call me “Mister,” it’s weird. “What’re you doing right now, Mister Sean?” Me? Right now? Actually,...

Opry Kid

By SEAN DIETRICH The phone rang. My wife and I were in the kitchen, cooking an elaborate gourmet dinner. I was chopping garlic. My wife was sauteing shallots or something fancy like that. My wife answered the phone. I could tell the call was serious because my wife’s...
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Andy

By SEAN DIETRICH Early evening. My mother-in-law (Mother Mary) and I are watching the Andy Griffith Show. We are whistling along with the opening...

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YOU

By SEAN DIETRICH Out of the seven  billion people in this world, I saw you. It was yesterday. You let a lady cut in line at the supermarket. An...

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The Georgia Story

By Sean Dietrich DEAR SEAN: Do you ever write anything not about gooey, syrupy love? Thanks, MARK-IN-ATLANTA DEAR MARK: I have a story for you. It...

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An Average American Love Story

By By Sean Dietrich They were good together. That’s what everyone said about them. Their schoolmates said it. Their friends said it. Their parents...

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The Rose

By Sean Dietrich The house where I was born was trimmed in roses. It was a clapboard home, previously owned by a retired World War II veteran. The...

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The Dance

By Sean Dietrich “Will the room please settle down before the dance begins?!” says Gary to the elderly crowd in the nursing home cafeteria. “Simmer...

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Eggs and Bacon

By Sean Dietrich I was a young man. Four of us guys walked into an average Florida Panhandle Waffle House before sunrise. We did this every morning...

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Chicken Salad

By Sean Dietrich The elderly man at the deli counter was undecided. He looked at the lineup of cold salads behind the glass divider with a serious...

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Spring Training

By Sean Dietrich Major League Baseball spring training started today. I sat on my porch, listening to a radio. And I was cheering. I mean genuinely...

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