“Max died when I was 3 and played with me as dad told me. Max was redheaded and quite a favorite with the opposite sex. He was the biggest help on grandmas big farm—many acres on Devon Ave. and Ridge Road across the road from the Catholic Church and orphanage (still there). ... I guess Uncle Max was grandma’s favorite; he helped her so much and died from pneumonia at 29.”

-- Ethel Mayer Vogt in a May 1979 letter to her daughter Marcia

“Grandma [Margaret Meyer] has a son Max who died when I was about 5. I remember him--I’m 85 [in 1993]--so that’s a long time ago. He wasn’t married and lived with Grandma.

-- Mildred Henne Wilkinson in a 6 Jan 1993 letter to Margery Mayer.