Sean Dietrich Articles

Sean of the South

The not-so-little leaguers OPINION —It was just one of those things. I ran into them in the supermarket. They were no longer boys. They were young men. Gangly. Skinny. Grown men.They had sincere-looking facial hair on their faces. They had broad shoulders. They were...

Sean of the South | June 27, 2024

The Airline OPINION —I’m in an airport. My wife and I are camped out at airline concourse B with other stranded airline passengers.We were all booted off our flight because the plane was overbooked. I believe I was booted off, however, because I was the only passenger...

Sean of the South

The Tree OPINION —In my front yard is something beautiful. Something living. Something that sometimes reminds me of my mother.It is a tree, about 80 feet tall, with a gnarled trunk, long limbs, and thick waxy leaves.When we were building our little home, some twenty...

Sean of the South

I heart America OPINION —An old highway. Somewhere in America. Two lanes. No shoulder. Faded yellow lines. Oh, the things you see while driving old American highways will enchant you.I pass a young woman walking the side of the highway, carrying supermarket bags. She...
Beulah Land

Beulah Land

BY SEAN DIETRICH The man had a dream. In this dream, he died. It happened so quickly he almost didn’t know life was over. One minute he was alive;...

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All Dogs Go to Heaven

All Dogs Go to Heaven

BY SEAN DIETRICH It was dark. The young dishwasher was on break. He was sitting behind the restaurant, out by the dumpster, tapping a carton of...

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Beulah Land

A Long Way to Mobile

This is not my story. But it was told to me by an old man who lived it.The year is 1987. Rural Alabama. Our main character is a young kid. He’s at a...

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THE KID

BY SEAN DIETRICH This is not my story. It was told to me. In fact, I’m hearing it for the first time, just like you are.The year was 1982. The old...

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ROAD TRIP

BY SEAN DIETRICH Traffic is heavy. There is a blind dog in the passenger seat of my vehicle, emitting strange and exotic smells.The dog’s name is...

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The Interview

BY SEAN DIETRICH I am mid-20s. I am a cub journalist for a tiny local newspaper with a circulation of about six. My biggest dream is to write for...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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