By Sean Dietrich A newsroom. I was in my mid-20s. Unruly red hair. Big nose. A necktie that was suffocating me. Don’t ask me how, but I had a job...
Sean Dietrich Articles
The Old Year
By Sean Dietrich A nameless town. A tiny place you’ve never heard of. One without a stoplight. It’s a place so small that when you dial a wrong...
Thy Tender Care
By Sean Dietrich Her elderly father sits in a wheelchair in front of a television. It’s an old console TV. The kind every American family had back...
O Little Town of Bethlehem
By Sean Dietrich In Bethlehem last night only 50 people attended the annual tree-lighting ceremony. Thanks to new COVID restrictions, West Bank’s...
The Newest Arrival
By Sean Dietrich People always said there would be no tears in this place. When she was still living on Earth, everyone said this. Preachers said...
My Angel Bud
By Sean Dietrich Yesterday I received several emails after I mentioned my guardian angel, Bud, in a recent column. One of the emails read: “Are you...
Cracker Barrel
By Sean Dietrich Cracker Barrel, 6:39 P.M. — we are sitting at a table for our pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving meal. I am with my wife, my elderly...
Jigsaw
By Sean Dietrich Ibought a jigsaw puzzle at the grocery store today. The box features an ornate cathedral with red roses and blossoming foliage. The...
‘Tis of Thee
By Sean Dietrich It hangs from my porch, slack on a breezeless day. It is stunning in the early sunlight. The colors are so vivid you can see them...