Grace

Terence,

You were simply a gem. It's difficult to find the words to express how much you meant to me and to so many others. You were funny, smart, kind, and genuine. You never hesitated to be honest, delivering the truth with wisdom beyond your years, and with humor that could be topped by few (which always made the truth easier to hear!). Your loyalty never ever wavered and you took your friends as they were, loving then despite their faults and because of them. You were just an amazing friend to so many people, and you touched so many peoples' lives for the better. I am eternally grateful for the time that I got to share with you, for the honestly, and for the laughter. You will be in my heart forever. I love you and miss you so much my friend.

Grace

Mar 10, 2017

Marvin Edwards

Terence,

Wanago and I have your seat at our table in Drago's permanently reserved. That's one of the ways we'll express missing your physical presence.

Glad I got to know you, even though it was for too short an amount of time.

Marv

Mar 9, 2017

Maureen Fleming

Max's parents asked that I post this poem. Smooth sailing, sweet boy.

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!”

“Gone Where?”

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!” there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: “Here she comes!”

And that is dying.
-Henry Van Dyke

Mar 9, 2017

Regina Keenan

beautiful

Mar 10, 2017

kwanago

College graduation.

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Mar 8, 2017

Edward Repic

Terence Earl Max Fleming Warren ... Godson and God-given Friend. It was a wonderful day when your parents asked me to be your Godfather. It was an opportunity to share the continued extension of our lives together through our children ... an idea that hadn't crossed our minds in the many years from the time I first met your father in 1965-66 while still in college. Then we got to see you grow up with our daughter and watched the two of you share laughter by campfires, during visits and through exchanges with your parents. The moment that stands out above all others, though, was the moment that you and I extended our relationship beyond Godson/Godfather to an actual, deep Friendship when you were 16 and we were washing a car together in Woodside. Your kindness, intelligence, caring, humor and humanity were not merely existent ... they were models for the rest of the world to know, respect and imitate. We suffer in your loss as we do not get to know more of you, but what we remember will forever be remembered and shared with others. We know God has blessed you by calling you home because of the blessings The Lord extended to us by allowing our lives to be enriched by yours. Thank you, Max...

Mar 7, 2017

Alex Shkolyar

You're a soul of joy, kindness and humanity. You are missed, my friend!

Mar 7, 2017

Joseph

Mar 7, 2017