[Wingy]

My Dad often told the story. When he enlisted in the Navy in 1938 his Dad told him, "Son those Navy boys like to get tattoos. If you get one, don't come back here."

He made it through Pearl Harbor and the rest of the war without any tattoos.

[Tax-chick]

Sounds like my mother. She made me swear a blood oath that I would never get a tattoo, ride a motorcycle, be a police officer, join the CIA, or be a teenage mother.