Via my friend Malini, I found this neat essay by Christian writer John Fischer:
Have you ever run into people like this: brash, and fond of jokes that make your face turn red, they smoke, drink, cuss, and bowl you over with their generosity and good will. One of our readers calls them the Dock People: “The people that help you at a moment notice—the ones that help dock your boat in a rain storm, the ones that call out on the radio in the day and night to hear your voice and ask if you are okay, and are you coming back to dock tonight, so they don’t have to send out a search party?” The ones that would go to the mat for you for no other reason but that you are a fellow human being, and yet the last place they would ever be found would be in a church.
The rest is here.
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