My first tattoo is on my left wrist, I got a memorial for my father. When he passed away my mother gave me a necklace that she had bought him when they were dating way back in the day. It was a gold necklace, of an eagle flying. I never stopped wearing that necklace, then one day as my mind gets fuzzy I somehow misplaced it. Breaks my heart. But when I turned 18 I took a road trip to New London CT and met a guy named Jimmy in a tattoo parlor. he's the only artist who would agree to do the tattoo as small as i wanted, everyone else told me it wasnt worth it because it would fade over time and the ink would bleed together as it settled. Well Jimmy to this day i am still in love with this tattoo, the ink has settled but it looks exactly as i wanted it to.

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