When I was 20 and in Panama, I got a tattoo at Jim's on J street.
It was about as big as a bath room with hundreds of military and naval designs on onio skin paper tacked to every bit of space on the wall.
There was a chest size picture with a ship that said Remember the Maine.
Lots of otther old ones too.
Today that stuff would be in a museum.
It never accured to me to make him an offer.
Every tattoo you ever saw in an old movie I bet would be one that wall.
That must have been at the end of Vietnam, maybe 73 or 74 so you get an idea how long that shop was open then. It is still there I heard.