Sheps, as a general rule, are damned good folks, with high character, no polish whatsoever, and an indomitable predilection to tell truth to power. Our more PC/domesticated associates despair of us, because we cannot be scrubbed and dressed up well enough to be presentable in public.... and we NEVER$ tolerate fools and villains gladly
Other troopers fight to share a foxhole with us... because they KNOW we have their backs. If the brass promote us in spite of our best efforts, our men bitch incessantly, but they WILL follow us into the mouth of Hell... because they know that we we be out in front.. and that we will die to make sure they come out of there safely if it is at all possible.
We Sheps admire Atticus Finch more than any other character in all of fiction, because he "was the same man at home, in his office, or out on the street." And because he was determined to do right and tell the truth, regardless of the price. Period.
A lot of other folks think befriending a Shep is worth the trouble. And most find that we wear well.
Shep Jack
