I met Maxine about 2.5 years ago, when I moved to Palm Coast. We became neighbors around the same time, and I’ll never forget the way she introduced herself. With a smile, she said, “I’m Maxine—Max—and my husband’s name is Gil. If you need to remember, just think Massengil.” It was such a sweet and funny way to make a new friend, and I could tell immediately that this must have been a little joking/silly comment she’s used for years.
Maxine had a gentle, welcoming spirit. We quickly became friends because that’s simply who she was—absolutely kind-hearted, warm, and so easy to talk to. She greeted everyone with a smile and open arms, and went out of her way to make those around her feel comfortable. She loved sharing her passion for crafts, and I was always amazed by the beautiful things she created. She had such a talent for it, and you could see how much joy it brought her.
Hearing Maxine’s stories from her time living overseas was always a treat, and I’m so happy she got to spend the holidays with her grandchildren, whom she adored. She was always so thoughtful and caring—she would check in on me just to make sure I was doing okay.
Maxine left us far too soon, and I will miss her deeply. But I find comfort in knowing she is no longer in pain. She was truly a wonderful woman, and I feel so grateful to have known her.
Karin