Daniel

We named our boy Daniel because it sounded good both in French and English. I wanted to name him Damase, a name that’s been passed through five generations on my mother’s side. Rich refused to call our child a name that could be pronounced Dumb-Ass. We also decided not to christen him but instead accepted our neighbours’ offer to give him a Hindu name, chosen specifically for him based on his time and date of birth. So today Daniel Patrick Deepak Haynes turns fifteen and in spite of the twenty-two hours of labour I cherish the day he was born.