Home is Where the Star Is

Yesterday in Penn Station, I met Jonathan, whose one tattoo caught my eye when I passed him in the Amtrak waiting area.<br /><br />Except, sometimes, a fragment of a tattoo doesn't necessarily reveal the whole piece. As in Jonathan's case, I saw the back of his arm, and this segment, which resembled (to me, at the time), a crude figure with the beginning of a speech bubble emanating from its mouth:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigjrK4LDF7r3y8D13oRWtu02mwNgMj2WjmT0s4D0T_hyphenhypheneoNnGC8RUWLiIAlHMVdYFLb71T1aC8FfxXlqvaZevt9U2X6-9pXC2b01rNw9MLhl5QivAtD87O_WOkH7IoOUg4mmjeFmAb5bs/s1600/ny+detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigjrK4LDF7r3y8D13oRWtu02mwNgMj2WjmT0s4D0T_hyphenhypheneoNnGC8RUWLiIAlHMVdYFLb71T1aC8FfxXlqvaZevt9U2X6-9pXC2b01rNw9MLhl5QivAtD87O_WOkH7IoOUg4mmjeFmAb5bs/s320/ny+detail.jpg" width="187" /></a></div><br />I felt rather silly, however, when Jonathan agreed to participate and showed me the full tattoo:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM50n4_Dxgnk0svBCUd1FrdVERu7Qe5Uy2MdwH2na_YO-BB7XDOtibRf5rgG-qoZJRR-M1nYG3JWdWXv_GN4VlBbbpZQUaRWjtb7LawvRzguNCxVRIVV3q-uPKiGdkX_16So7tgLh443Y/s1600/ny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="370" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM50n4_Dxgnk0svBCUd1FrdVERu7Qe5Uy2MdwH2na_YO-BB7XDOtibRf5rgG-qoZJRR-M1nYG3JWdWXv_GN4VlBbbpZQUaRWjtb7LawvRzguNCxVRIVV3q-uPKiGdkX_16So7tgLh443Y/s400/ny.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />The figure I imagined, of course, is really Long Island, and the balloon was the southern tip of the state of New York.<br /><br />Jonathan explained that he is from Rochester, marked on the tattoo with a star, and that he lived in the same house growing up there for eighteen years. It's a New York state of mind, indeed.<br /><br />The tattoo was done at <a href="http://www.myspace.com/bigjoestattoo">Big Joe & Sons Tattooing</a> in White Plains, New York.<br /><br />Thanks to Jonathan for sharing his stately tattoo with us here on Tattoosday!<br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">This entry is ©2011 Tattoosday.</span><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;">If you are reading this on another web site other than Tattoosday, without attribution, please note that it has been copied without the author's permission and is in violation of copyright laws. Please feel free to visit <a href="http://tattoosday.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">http://tattoosday.blogspot.com</a> and read our original content. Please let me know if you saw this elsewhere so I contact the webmaster of the offending site and advise them of this violation in their Terms of Use Agreement.</span></div>

Home is Where the Star Is

Yesterday in Penn Station, I met Jonathan, whose one tattoo caught my eye when I passed him in the Amtrak waiting area. Except, sometimes, a...

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