This poem was read at Max's service by my nephews and nieces.
"Sometimes, on our journey through life we meet people, who leave footprints on our minds. They challenge us to see things differently and to question our personal reality.
Sometimes on our journey through life we meet people, who leave footprints on our hearts. They create a safe place for us to open our hearts to feel loved and special.
Then sometimes, on our journey through life we meet people who leave footprints on our souls. They share themselves with us so profoundly that they touch the very essence of who we are in that secret quiet place.
Max has left gentle footprints on the minds, hearts and souls of all who knew and loved him. We always remember the beauty of his love, his kindness and the special way he touched our lives."