I managed to serve in the submarine fleet and never got a single tattoo.
“I managed to serve in the submarine fleet and never got a single tattoo.”
That’s remarkable. Good for you. I grew up in a time when maybe sailors had tattoos and that was it. Well, I was never in the dregs of life in Hollywood, so maybe they did but we never saw them. I didn’t hear the word, homosexual, until I got to college and it would have been a college terror if anyone actually said he was one. That was a different era when men were men and women were women. These days, you don’t know who is what.
Heh, in boot camp at Great Lakes, my company commander was TM1 Mackelprang:
We all thought he looked a lot like Charles Bronson. He stood about 5'4", and had HATE tattooed on his right knuckles, and LOVE tattooed on the left.
Plus, we noticed one time his entire calf had a tattoo of a naked polynesian girl with a lei on it...:)
A man of few words, was he. We speculated endlessly on what he would be like if he weren't our company commander, because he sure never left that mode around us.