I'm going back in next month. For me, tattoos need to have meaning. The one I'm getting next month is long overdue.
When I was a child I was very close with my dad's dad. My dad was a jerk, but that's a story for a different day. His brother is a jerk too, so I don't know if my grandparents realized the err of their ways or what, but I had a great relationship with both of my dad's parents.
Anyway, my grandpa always carried around this pocket watch. It had a leather strap on it and the counterweight was a 50 cent piece that was attached to the other end of the leather strap. When I was a kid I was enamored with this damn watch. I blame it on me being a kid and kids being stupid, but I thought it was the coolest thing on the planet. I would always ask my granddad (that's what we called him) if I could see his watch. We'd go on long walks by his house and we'd go down to some railroad tracks that crossed a river. Almost every single time I'd want to see the watch.
He got very sick about 7 years ago and ended up in hospice. I saw the guy once when he was in hospice and vowed never to see him in that state again since I had always remembered him as a strong man. Seeing him in a weakened state due to cancer just didn't sit well with me and emotionally I couldn't deal with it. I refused to see him in that state. He ended up passing on and shortly after he died my Granny (what we called his wife) told me that he'd have wanted me to have his pocket watch. As I'm typing this it's bringing back several memories and I miss the guy. He was pretty awesome. Anyway, this pocket watch obviously has some sentimental value to me.
Every once in a while I would pull the watch out and wind it, spin the cogs and listen to the thing tick(still do). Well, last year I noticed the serial number and decided to look it up. This watch was made between 1952 and 1955 (all watches from that time period had the same number/letter combination for the first 4 digits or so). The damn thing still works to this day. How's that for craftsmanship compared to all the Chinese crap we're inundated with today? I also saw that the watches were selling for $350 even though I could never bring myself to sell it. This got me thinking though... This watch is just sitting in a box most of the time.
Well, I got the idea to fill in a space on my left upper arm that currently has nothing on it (one of the two spots on that arm). So in December I will be getting my granddad's pocket watch tattooed on my upper left arm. It has three hairline cracks in the face of the watch and those will be included in the tattoo along with the leather strap and 50 cent piece. I'm stoked for this piece and it will be tattooed by the same guy that did the poison bottle on my arm that is posted earlier in the thread.
Someone recently asked me what the time on the watch is going to be and it got me thinking. I found out my granddad's time of death and that will end up being the time on the watch.
Whether you like them or not, tattoos are awesome and powerful at the same time.