Ok I have to disagree about this statement, I worked in a nursing home when I was 18 and there was this man who was 86 and had tattoos in his arms. He proudly showed them along with multiple scars that covered his arms. One day I asked mutt (thats what his nickname was) his story, he told me that he was in the navy during WWII and his boat was blown up by enemy ships. Half of his crew were still in the ship as it was sinking and him and a few others had to dive into the water to get the others out of the boat, which is where the scars came in from the shrapnel and getting cut up from the metal on the boat. Some lived and some died but all the boys had gotten the same tattoo afterwards to honor the fallen ones. For that reason it wouldn't matter if I was 24 or 98 my tattoos are on my body for a reason and I may not have a honorable story like mutt had but each and every one of them represents a story in my life
