I got this tattoo when I was just about 13 years old. My dad passed away a few months earlier and I wanted to make sure that I thought of him every day. The tattoo earned me the nickname Skinart in high school, as I was the only kid at that time who had a tattoo in my school. Believe it or not, there was a time when tattoos were not popular, unless you were in the military.
You see, my Dad took is own life on that sad day May 28, 1982…he was only 35 years old. At the time, I was doing some mountain climbing with some friends. I was 12 years old and I had little idea how fast I would have to grow up when I got home. I was the man of the family now, as many would tell me during the funeral.
No one will every really know why he did what he did, but I do hope to find out someday. The tattoo you see here defines the daily struggle I have regarding whether or not that will ever happen. My religion frowns upon suicide and considers it the ultimate sin. Yet, my Dad was a caring, loving man who gave so much!
The snake represents hell.
The heart and cross represents heaven.
The rose represents death….and
Dad’s somewhere in between it all.
I dedicate this website to my Dad and to all Dads who have gone before us. The number of children who are losing their dads to suicide today is absolutely staggering. Most of these young men are soldiers returning from service and my thoughts go out to their families every day. I decided to create this site as a place for me to express my personal thoughts, to educate people about this national tragedy that is taking place before our eyes and to give hope to those out there who do not currently understand that they are loved and they are needed!