have known Max since we were college freshmen at the Stamford branch of the University of Connecticut. So a long time ago. His love of architecture, design and art opened my eyes to that aspect of the world and enriches my life to this day. Throughout the years and through many changes, including a marriage and a divorce, we stayed in touch - because for me, that's who Max was - someone to stay in touch with through it all. I would not be who I am without having had Max in my life. I miss him.

I've known Max since high school. His death is a great loss. Reading over the other tributes, I've been especially touched by the encomia here to Max from people he worked with as a counsellor. That is his true legacy.

Max was a truly special individual. I worked with him from 2006 through 2010, and his care and compassion for everyone was always palpable. I needed to fly out of town to see my mother who needed surgery, and I didn’t have a dog sitter. He invited me over to meet my dog to see if it would be a good fit. We weren’t even particular close at the time, but he jumped up first to help me. That’s who he was - always first to help. He was so smart in every way, and just knew what people needed. My thoughts go out to his partner and everyone else whose lives Max touched.

I met Max back in 2004 when i was 14. my childhood wasn't really all too good, but i can say without a doubt that Max was the best part of it. He always was so caring and really went above and beyond to help anyway he could. I always thought of him as a second father and was very fortunate to have met him. We kept in touch all these years even after i had left the program he worked at. Unfortunately due to the pandemic, we were unable to arrange a meetup. You will fondly be missed and life just won't be the same without you in it. Thanks for everything

I met Max in November 1992, when I was 23 years old. He quickly became one of my best friends and an older brother figure. I left Boston in 1997, but we stayed close. When I was married in 2017, Max was very happy and proud to fly down to Houston to serve as one of my groomsmen. He and Mark then threw us and amazing "East Coast Reception" at their home in Worcester a week later. Max touched the hearts of so many people. There will always be a Max-shaped piece missing from our lives.

Max was the eldest sibling of the four of us. He took family responsibilities seriously and was always willing to help. He was there for me many times when my life was rocky. In these past many years as things have settled down and we've all been raising our families, Max hosted the usual celebrations and brought the sense of connection that we needed on the Holidays, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter. Just a few weeks ago we discussed the possibilities of doing something for Easter if the pandemic allowed.
Max, my brother, you will be missed. ( and not just for you baking)