Here is my Facebook post of September 7, 2019 about five weeks after my son died.
One of my favorite periods in Daniel Capes’s short 36 years with us was when he was 12-13 years old. He was always fun to be around, upbeat and easy-going. He had this habit of wearing a big watch on his arm, often an adult-sized watch on his young wrist. This picture was taken in Gulf Shores, AL, in 1996 near the time we went to the Atlanta Olympics. Son, you have so many endearing qualities that we miss. I’m going to get the biggest watch I can find and wear it everyday until your birthday on Feb 28th. We miss knowing that you are in the world.
