Notes on Love: Stories of Monica and Max - Kent M.

Max and Kent, mid-laugh at the Clark family home.

Monica Clark was as good a friend as anyone could have.  Mostly having dealings with her husband, the short time that I knew her she made me feel like I was part of the family.  Enjoying time spent with the Clark’s, she was very colorful and full of life.  She always wanted our get togethers to be full of happiness and adding her 2 cents to any conversation came with ease.  A great mother to 2 sons and a wonderful wife she was always helpful and would also fill us up with some sort of delicious food or dessert.  It was always a pleasure stopping by to visit with the family.

Maxwell Clark was going through his teenage years when I knew him.  Like his mother he loved music and almost always had a guitar in his hands.  Strumming on that thing always seemed to make him happiest.  Like most teenagers he had his moments, but for the most part he was raised right and had good morals.  He was always quick to help a friend and would often visit with the homeless in the area helping them out when he could.  He liked to listen to them when they would share their knowledge of life, which I think helped him understand the older generation.