I truly do not understand people getting tattoos.
Anything more than a heart and mom tattooed on a guy’s arm is a mental
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Five years ago at age 73, I got my first and only tattoo. It was soon after my wife passed away, a tattoo of a heart with her name in it (Joy) on my left forearm. My six adult kids couldn’t believe their eyes after all those years of me “preaching” against tats. They were all quite happy that I did it though.
What you did is very sweet.
It has meaning.