Marcus Aurelius Maxwell was born a remarkably calm, mild-mannered and cheerful baby as witnesses can attest. He was growing up a kind, helpful and perennially happy easy-going boy too. He was almost perfect to his parents. He was sweet and kind to them and doted on his brother Leo with affection and attention. When Leo couldn't crawl he would put pillows around him on the floor and bring him snacks and toys to play together with. When Leo did start crawling, they would move around the house laughing and playing. He shared with Leo his most prized possessions that he would not freely give to his parents: his Bun-bun stuffy companion and his Fire tablet. He was his father's mini-me and #1 fan and most loyal tool/flashlight holder and trash night assistant. He was always excited to see Dad come home and would run up to give him a hug. He was his mothers dutiful garden watering helper, hug/kiss giver and general assistant. He loved to help with cooking or with laundry from start to finish limited only by his ability to carry and his reach. With mom's help and frequent educational programming he showed great potential academically just starting to read and identifying colors/shapes/numbers, etc. He was a steward of his homes cats, chickens and fish and advocated for their consistent and generous meals plus frequent extra treats just because. He was terrible about bedtime though and being told it was bedtime was always the worst part of the day as he saw it. He would always try to sneak back out of his room to stay up with his parents or would later crawl into their bed to sleep there. He was getting good at sneaking around quietly but a few floorboards would always give him away. When caught, he would try to stall for time by saying his diaper needed change or he wanted more milk or that scary shadows were in his room or that Bun bun wanted to see you. He'd follow you or go past you downstairs to the couch and ask for another show or he'd run around needing to be chased down.
A picky and skimpy eater, he was still always polite with a "No thank you". A cheerful "Ok!" was his most frequent response to everything. "Bye! See you soon!" was his farewell.
Tragically Marcus choked on breakfast 6-6-18. While his body was saved, he suffered extensive, severe brain damage and was left with a life of minimal consciousness and awareness with full disability/incapacity plus a terrible prognosis for further recovery. Rather than let him continue to suffer, his parents made the difficult decision to remove life support. However, Marcus will continue to live on and have an effect in this world. In keeping with his sweet and helpful nature, he continues on with the beautiful and bittersweet legacy of an organ donor. He has already taken two wait-listed patients off dialysis, will give sight to others and will let babies born with congenital heart defects have a good chance to go home healthy instead.
While his life was short, it was a happy one. He brought great joy and love to his parents and family and friends and showed every sign of becoming a future good, kind adult human being. He will be sorely missed. He will be enshrined and kept at home so he can still be with his family in spirit.
Goodbye little Marcus. We hope to see you soon.
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