Last weekend, I went back to Fairfield, Iowa, for the first time in 25 years, for my 40th high school reunion. Even though my family only lived there for three years, and I didn’t actually graduate with those guys because we moved after my sophomore year, that’s about as close to a home town as I’ve ever had and it was a joy to be back there.
What’s that got to do with tattoos, one might ask?
Well, during the reunion party, small prizes were given out in various categories. I got the prize for coming the farthest (from the Los Angeles area). But, doggone it, I lost out on the prize for “most tattoos.” One of my (female) classmates beat me by one!
Clearly, in the next five years, I better go get at least two more tattoos. Victory will be mine! 😀