As Danny* said to this drunk guy who wanted his penis tattooed: "Yeah, I'll tattoo that, but there's gonna be a serious handling charge".
That was back sometime in the late 80's. Danny owned a shop in Bridgeport just down the street from Ray's Grill which was in Stratford. He did my first pieces and I used to hang out in his shop sometimes, just bullshitting about bikes, life, whatever.
Haven't thought about him in ages, just googled him, and found out he's dead.
http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/ctpost/obituary.aspx?pid=123202576 He was a member of the Huns at one time, so was James, wonder what the hell became of him? Him and his little brother the cop? Lot of people I've crossed paths with over the years that I have no idea what's become of. Funny how that is, you spend a couple years with a group of people, then you move away, or move on, and time gets away from you.