Daniel Burton Waggoner was the next sibling after me (I'm the oldest). He was only about 21 1/2 months younger than me, born December 16, 1977. Followed by us, there's my brother, Phil, who is only 20 months younger than Daniel, and Martha, the surprise. Martha is about 5 years younger than Phil and almost exactly 8 years younger than me.
From the time that Daniel was very young, he was diagnosed with a congenital heart defect which meant that his heart was not "hooked up" the way that it should be. His heart did not pump blood the most efficiently (that's my understanding) and his heart had some other issues. Early on, my parents needed to take him to cardiology appointments,etc.
However, I'm making this sound like he had a really disadvantaged life with terrible obstacles all the way through and that is FAR from the case. Daniel loved sports. From the time he could speak and string sentences together, he was singing, "Take me out to the ball game" or "Dynamite" (not the more recent version). Even when he was really little, he was throwing balls back and forth to my parents.
He lived and breathed BASEBALL, BASKETBALL, watching sports, imitating his favorite sports commentators. He loved to play both of the above sports (loved isn't a strong enough word for he felt about baseball) =). He frequently tossed a ball back and forth to my dad, brother, or a friend. If no one else was around, he often used the brick wall of our house as a rebounder and repeatedly tossed the tennis ball against the house. In case you don't want to read anything else, I'm going to make a list here about Daniel.
1. He LOVED baseball. He could and did play any position on the field with finesse and skill.
2. He LOVED basketball. He played on school and rec teams and was quite talented.
3. He LOVED to imitate his favorite sports announcers. I can remember him frequently doing impressions of Dick Vitale.
4. Even though he had a congenital heart condition, he was the most athletic of any of us. (if you know me at all, you know I'm not athletic. ) ha ha! He was a natural athlete who God had blessed with talent but he also worked hard at it.
5. He was quiet around many people and always respectful of adults but he liked to have fun with his friends.
6. Daniel had a great sense of humor. He often seemed somewhat serious but he could really make people laugh.
7. Daniel's best friend was Chad High. Chad was a neighbor, teammate, school mate (though Chad was a year ahead in school) and very close friend to Daniel.
8. Daniel didn't really enjoy travelling. He was more of a homebody. He often got carsick as a kid and he also struggled with asthma so sometimes the asthma was worse if we went to visit someone on a vacation or something.
9. Although Daniel could be somewhat quiet, he was known as a leader. He was part of the FCA(Fellowship of Christian Athletes) and Boys O. Daniel lettered in baseball and basketball in high school. He frequently led by example. People knew that he didn't drink, smoke or party.
10. Daniel had a pacemaker put it in at age 10. He was always allowed to play baseball but he was not allowed to play contact sports like football or wrestling.
11. He never really talked about the future. He had an older sister (me) who was nosy and always wanted to know what he had planned after high school, who he was interested in dating (ha ha), etc but he never really talked about the future and he DEFINITELY did not tell his nosy sister anything about which girls he liked. =) He was also a very private person in general. He just kept things to himself.
12. Daniel was a great student, very smart, etc but he HATED to read. Pangs to me to say it, but it's true.
13. He had a new pacemaker put in earlier in the summer before he died.
14. Daniel and my brother, Phil, were both baptized at the same time at our home church. (Daniel was almost 16 and Phil was 14). One of the ministers at our church baptized them but it was outside of a church service. We invited family and close friends.
15. Daniel was known by several nicknames including, "Dan the man", "thunder Dan", "DW pronounced like Dee Dubya", etc.
16. Some of his favorite baseball players were Dale Murphy, Ozzie Smith, John Smoltz, Greg Maddux, Tom Glavine, etc. Our family loved to go and see the Braves play and we'd always need to go early and stay late so that my brothers (and Martha and I a teeny bit) could get autographs. We were Braves fans even when they terrible-before it was the cool thing. =)
17. I used to babysit a lot growing up and once or twice, Daniel took a babysitting job that I couldn't do. One time, he seriously just sat on the floor and he and the kid (who was probably about 2 or so I'm guessing) just kind of a stare down contest. The kids didn't hardly move and Daniel didn't either. I think Daniel tried to roll a ball to the little boy and he just looked at it.
18. Daniel never had a real job (other than a few little babysitting jobs probably 2-3 times.)
19. Oh, another thing, is that when I sing, "Victory in Jesus", I always think about Daniel. He led that song several times. When we had his memorial service, that is the theme that my parents chose and we sang that song.
20, My dad lost his job earlier in the summer and later, that turned out to be a blessing. God can see the big picture. My dad had time to go to at least one Braves game with Daniel and Chad (I think Phil too). Dad also drove me and some friends to the beach that summer. (He most likely would not have had time to do all that if he was working full-time.)
I don't know why but I have just been reminscing about Daniel more recently. It's been 30 years?! Hard to believe. So much life has happened since then. I was a sophomore in college at Lipscomb when it happened. It was the 1st week of classes. I was living on campus at Lipscomb. It was pre-cell phone time. I remember that it was a Thursday and our classes hard started back on that Tuesday. Lots of excitement since it was the 1st week of classes. Looking back, I realize that God allowed our family to have a very special and unique time together before Daniel died. I didn't have a car so Daniel and my sister, Martha, had come to pick me up from dorm, (after also picking up our elderly aunt, Mary Tom) and then, we picked up Phil from work. Then, we drove to our house to have dinner. My mom had cooked dinner for all of us since one of my grandmother's cousins was visiting from Texas. My grandmother and her cousin, as well as my parents and the rest of our immediate family plus my Aunt Mary Tom were there for dinner. A little while after dinner, my mom drove me by Castner Knott's so that I could pick up my last pay check for the summer. Then, she drove me back to school. I don't know if my sister went with us or not. After I got back to school, I went to a couple of different club meetings and I remember that I was on a spiritual "high". I went to the club meeting for future youth ministers and we had a wonderful devo. I don't know what time I got back but it must have been around 10 or so. I think I may have gone to another club meeting too but not sure.
I lived in the dorm and my roommate was Andrea Davis. As I said, in those days, you didn't have cell phones so everyone had a regular phone in their rooms. When I got back to my dorm room, Andrea said, "I'm getting a little concerned. You've missed a few calls from your brother, Phil. He's called a couple of times. I told him that I didn't know when you'd be back." I was confused. I didn't know what was going on. I think I called home and they said that I needed to come home. Phil had just recently turned 16 so he wasn't really hardly driving yet I don't think. Andrea said that she could drive me home to our house. When we got there, Andrea offered to stay and drive us to the hospital but I said, "that's Ok. I'll just take my siblings and go to the hospital." I think that Andrea had a really bad feeling about it since my younger 2 siblings were home by themselves and they had been trying to call me. We immediately drove to the hospital. (Southern Hills where the ambulance had taken Daniel). As we parked and were walking towards the hospital, my Uncle Mike, who is one of my dad's younger brothers, came out and said, "I'm so sorry but he's gone. Daniel's gone." It was probably around 11PM or just after when Phil, Martha and I arrived at the hospital. We were all in total shock.
So, what had happened was that after my mom and I had left the house to go to Castner's and she was driving me back to school, Daniel had said that he wanted to go for a run. In what later we said had to have been divine intervention, my dad said that he would go with him (very unusual, never happened). Just as they jogged down the street about 4-5 houses, Daniel fell and collapsed and had basically went into cardiac arrest. My dad called 911 and the ambulance came (I don't know all the details of that because I wasn't there.) The EMTs did CPR and took Daniel to the nearest hospital (my dad rode in the ambulance with them). I think just a few minutes later, someone who my mom knew drove by and offered take her to the hospital. The terrible thing was that she assumed that they would go to Vanderbilt because that's where his cardiologists, etc were but instead they had taken him to Southern Hills which was closest. So, she and Norm Partin (who was a friend who gave my mom a ride) drove to Vanderbilt and then went to Southern Hills. The EMTs and medical staff, etc were never able to revive Daniel. My mom told me the other day that she could see God's hand in everything later because there were several people working at Southern Hills that night that she knew but we all felt like we were in a horrible nightmare.
We all remember that a bunch of closer friends and family were there ready to surround us, give hugs, and pray with us when we arrived at the hospital. I will never forget the strength that my dad showed. He led the most amazing prayer at the hospital thanking God for Daniel's life as we circled around with family and friends who had come to the hospital to support us. A lot of people might have been upset with God or grieving terribly or whatever. The days and weeks after that were difficult to get through (to say the least) but I was (and am) so thankful for the faith that our family has. I honestly don't know how we would have gotten through it. We were so blessed and remembered/supported by so,so many family and friends in the days and weeks (and months) to come. I remember that when we had the visitation for Daniel and later the memorial service, many, many people came out to share their condolences and show their love for Daniel and our family. Many people had to wait in line for quite some time just to be able to see us.
Daniel only lived 17 years but he impacted so many people. Occasionally, I find myself wishing that he could be here for a short time and meet Matt and our girls, and meet his other nephews and niece, as well as other people in the family.


















