and saw no point in studying so long to be a nurse and then never practicing her profession. Kay hadnât become pregnant in their more than two years of marriage and they were both a little disappointed about that, but not truly worried.
Marguerite approved of Kay as a daughter-in-law. She had seen how all of her sons had their eyes out for women, and there were any number of females she would not have chosen to join the Capanofamily. Kay Ryan Capano was pretty, smart, and strongâbut not at all pushy. She adored Tom and waited on him hand and foot, just as Marguerite had always done.
July 4 was the official day for the Capanos to start the summer season at the shore. They always had a big party with fireworks. This year was no different, but now Tom and Kay were back in Wilmington with the family again. Tom studied for the bar exam all summer and he passed, but in Delaware, that didnât mean he was officially an attorney; he still had to serve six months as a clerk. After his apprenticeship in a law firm, Tomâs first job as a lawyer was with the Public Defenderâs Office. He enjoyed it; he had always been more interested in public service than in high-powered business. There, he and Louieâand even Joeyâseemed to differ. For a year, Tom defended the indigent. It didnât matter to his father where he worked; it was enough that his oldest son was officially a lawyer. He was very, very proud to be able to say, âMy son the lawyer.â
Tom moved from working as a defense attorney to being a prosecutor. For the next two years he was a prosecuting attorney for the Delaware Attorney Generalâs Office, assigned to New Castle County and working in Wilmington. He hadnât made much money as a public defender, and he made exactly the same as a prosecutor, but he was excellent in his prosecutorial role and he was very popular around the courthouse.
One of the cases Tom successfully prosecuted was a murder charge against a man named Squeaky Saunders, convicted in the shooting death of an associate. Squeaky, a habitual offender, had shot one of his cohorts in the head, and then ordered the two men with him to fire into the body, tooâso that they wouldnât be inclined to tell. They attempted to dump the body in the Delaware River, where it would eventually drift to the Delaware Bay and then into the seemingly bottomless depths of the Atlantic Ocean. Squeakyâs plan went awry early on when the body was caught in some sluice gates and was recovered with an obvious bullet wound in the skull that made authorities dismiss the possibility of accidental drowning.
Tom studied autopsy reports that showed the path of the fatal bullet, the entrance and exit wounds. Although he had no plans to choose criminal law as his ultimate goal, he was, for the moment, caught up in the intricacies of his first murder case. With his coprosecutor, George âButchâ Seitz, Tom presented a case that sent Squeaky to Gander Hill Prison for a long time. Squeaky always claimed misconduct on the part of the investigating officers, but that was a common complaint among convicted felons.
Tom still had the natural ease with everyone he met that made them all feel special, that he was truly focusing on them. âHe had a God-given
knack
for friendship,â one court reporter recalled. âIt seemed to come so easily to him to treat people kindly, and everyone really liked him.â He was friendly with everyone and it didnât matter if it was a judge, a court reporter, or a janitor. Women around the courthouse were captivated by his sex appeal and by his voice. âHe was
not
soft-spoken,â one woman whoâd worked two decades in the courthouse said. âTom was gentle voiced, and thereâs a difference. Some people call it charisma, but he had something more than that.â
Tom remained the âgoodâ son, and Marguerite and Lou sometimes compared his steady