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Meet Sean from the South: Dietrich Weaves Stories Big and Small About Our Vanishing Region

Meet Sean from the South: Dietrich Weaves Stories Big and Small About Our Vanishing Region

It will take you about 143.2 nanoseconds of talking to Sean Dietrich to realize that he would be a great guy to have a beer with.

The funny thing about that line is that it’s exactly the kind of thing he would write in one of his frequent online and newspaper columns if he were writing someone’s profile else.
Or you would discover his passion for Waffle Houses, a blind dog, a blind goddaughter and veterans. You’ll also feel the pain of his father’s suicide, the fact that he was a chubby child, and the way his soul drips with empathy for people who have a little trouble here or there.

Florida panhandle native Sean Dietrich plays guitar, banjo, violin, accordion and piano | Photo provided

And almost every time you read one of his sometimes self-deprecating comments, you’re guaranteed to feel a deep emotion — sometimes a belly laugh, other times a tear or a sniffle.

Dietrich, a good ol’ boy of 41 who grew up poor in the Florida panhandle, will be at the Charleston Music Hall on June 20 to perform for the first time locally, despite periodic visits here through the years. (Including his honeymoon with his wife Jamie.)

He is a humorist and storyteller in the vein of Will Rogers, Mark Twain and Jeff Foxworthy. Once here, he’ll play banjo, guitar, piano and maybe a few other instruments while weaving stories about his childhood in a disappearing American South.