Cousin Maxine was a loving, generous person all of her life. In spite of being an only child and the joy of her parent's life, she welcomed my two siblings and me into her life for months at a time when we were little. Bob was 7, I was 5, and Ky was 3 yrs. old when we invaded her 9-year-old world for the first time and I do not remember Max being cross or reluctant to share her every belonging with us at any time. She would forever refer to us as her "little brothers and sisters." For my parents who were away struggling to save our youngest brother's life, they knew that we were safe and loved by Maxine and her parents. I will not forget.