I loved the piece on George Shultz ’42 (Princetonians, July/August issue). I never doubted the tattoo story and always thought it was cool that he and wife Charlotte were charming San Francisco high society while he was walking around in a tux with a tiger on his butt. So I decided a few years ago that on my 80th birthday I would get a tiger tattoo as well, my first and only. That is a scanty four months away so I am busy asking younger men and women where they got their ink. Alas, my posterior at 79 has gone to jelly so I am getting the Princeton tiger icon tattooed on my upper left shoulder!
