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...
‘Tis of Thee
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Sean Dietrich Articles
Holy Cow
By Sean Dietrich This story is not mine. But I’m going to tell it anyway. And our story begins at night. Nighttime in the countryside can feel eerie...
The Old Man on the Hill
By Sean Dietrich DEAR SEAN: My dad is in the process of dying. He has mild dementia and he’s bitter right now, and is lashing out at all of us...
The smell of books
By Sean Dietrich I was not a good grade-school student. It was hard for me to follow a classroom lesson. I was always distracted and lost in my own...
Good
By Sean Dietrich MURRAY, Utah.—John works at a Nissan dealership in the service department. A customer called and said they had a big problem. John...
Goodbye, Summer
By Sean Dietrich Dear Summer, You were not a great season this year. In fact, you were the worst. I’m glad to see you go. I hope autumn is better....
Mustang Sally
By Sean Dietrich A hotel lobby. I am 951 miles from home, watching the news channels show hurricane footage taken from my hometown in Florida. The...
Pennsylvania
By Sean Dietrich Sunrise. A small Pennsylvania town. I’m sipping weak coffee, writing from the porch of a small 1893 inn that overlooks Appalachia....
Dear Sean
By Sean Dietrich CYNTHIA— I’m depressed because I’m stuck indoors because I have a compromised immune system. I miss my husband. He died two years...