I started getting tattoos in my early 40s. I’d never wanted one before but then all of a sudden I did. As my friends told me, once you have one, you tend to want more. I have one on each hip, and they both commemorate something. For my 50th birthday I got a vine on my ankle. I was finally ready to have one that was visible to the world. The fourth one is a very atypical “tramp stamp” of a large hawk on the small of my back. I’d like to get more, but we’ve moved and I don’t know what’s a good shop.