A FEW MONTHS after Tom and I were married during World War II, he was shipped off to Pearl Harbor. In one of his first letters, he wrote, "I'm going to have a Navy battleship tattooed on my chest." Instead of pleading, I answered simply, "Send me a picture of your tattoo, and I'll have a duplicate put on my chest." We have been married for 71 years. Neither of us has a tattoo.
Was going to get a heart with my girlfriends and my initials , Glad I didn't, she dumped me !
ReplyDeleteIn 1956 a buddy and I stood outside in a line at Painless Nell's in San Diego . After watching the one and only one in line in front of us getting his, we changed our minds. LOL We never did get one.
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