Sean Dietrich Articles

Sean of the South | Going through old photos

OPINION — I found old photographs in the attic. I rifled through hundreds of old Polaroids. Most were infant pictures of me naked.I was a fat baby. People were concerned about me as a newborn. “Have you seen Sue’s baby?” people would say. Then they would inflate their...

Sean of the South | My little school

OPINION — It was late. I pulled into the campus after seven o’clock to attend my last class of the semester. My last college class. Ever. It was a night class.In America, most self-respecting people my age were finishing supper, settling down to watch “Wheel of...

Sean of the South | Scents and sensibility

OPINION — I used to write about her all the time. She was just so easy to write about.From the first moment I met Thelma Lou, when she was an itty-bitty puppy, I knew I had found a literary muse. Then, she bit my ear with her puppy teeth. Crimson blood poured down my...

Sean of the South | Chasing imperfection in a wax-covered world

OPINION —The bag of vegetables magically appeared on our front porch along with beer. I looked around for angels and wisemen.Then I turned to my wife, saying, “Ray, is this heaven?”She looked at me flatly. “Who’s Ray?”You have to worry about this woman.So, we brought...
Sean of the South | Just hold on

Sean of the South | Just hold on

OPINION — I have here a letter from a young woman who will remain anonymous. “Sean, I’m in a very rough place — the man I love and was supposed to...

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Sean of the South | Just hold on

Sean of the South | Typos

OPINION —I’d say the biggest problem facing this country is typos. Typos are cropping up everywhere. In advertisements, in emails, and even within...

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Sean of the South | Just hold on

Sean of the South | Free

BY SEAN DIETRICH OPINION —Before sunrise. A major Southern city. It’s your all-American sports bar, a room mostly made of wood and stink.There is...

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