In Loving Memory

I never thought I would tattoo my Dad’s face on my body, but…

Here it is.

I know many people think tattoos are wrong…

I do have a biblical theology behind my tattoos, but that is for another blog.

I like this drawing for several reasons…

It’s old-fashioned. Dad was old-fashioned.

It’s cartoony. Dad was a character.

It’s puzzly-looking. Dad was puzzling.

And it’s mouthless. Not only does it enhance the beard, but I also liked Dad best when he listened.

I added “Since 1950″ because he was born that year…

And this is not the end.

Thanks to Troy for the drawing. You can read his story behind it here. (I did the mirror-image because Dad parted his hair on the other side, and I also wanted to get it on my left leg.)

And thanks to Wade for the tattooing. Thank Jesus for great friends.

*Here is a picture of Dad with our firstborn, Noa (Dad’s beard was getting pretty white by then). I think it is the first time he got to hold him. Noa will be 7 on Wednesday. We miss Grandpa.