National Security: Tattoo

I am 77 years old and, through the years, have acquired many marks on my aging body. My dermatologist refers to them as “signs of wisdom,” which is code-talk for really old skin. However, none of those marks are the result of ink. I grew up in an age where tattoos were largely reserved for sailors who woke up after a hard night of drinking in the Philippines with a strange addition to their bicep. I was not one of those fellows, so no ink for me. Times have changed, and with it, the cultu