Today is his birthday, my darling boy. Our youngest son was born just after 6 in the morning, 32 years ago. His loud cries announcing his arrival have mellowed into one of the greatest laughs you will ever hear. We love to celebrate birthdays with well-chosen gifts. Last year money towards a new surf board. This year, he would like to get another tattoo. He has two and wants another one or to change the first one.
The story is-he was 16, wanted a tattoo to
piss off lady person, wearing a hat, sitting in the water.”
#2 tattoo. We like this one. Yes, even me.
The wings go around his calf and almost touch on the shin. Ouch, that would hurt. This tattoo inked during his black period. Tough years.
He rarely smiled for 2 years. I missed his beautiful smile.
Geoff has wanted another tattoo for many years. This is the year for #3 tattoo. There will be much thought and many drawings before he gets inked. I will post a photo when he gets it. Thank goodness he is in a very happy place. I see something with colour.
Happy Birthday Geoffrey. Much love and money for the tattoo ~ Mom & Pops.