There’s Mad Max, Maximus Decimus Meridius and Maximilian Kolbe. Now there is Max Golan, birthed in the early morning hours by my beautiful daughter, Stef Golan. Trusty husband Dave was at her side — literally — from start to finish. I ask God’s blessings on the young lad that he might learn to seek to do right for right’s sake so that he can make the world a better place to be. Eat organically, Max, and stay off the TV!
Congrats to all!
Wishing Max all the happiness life holds….great name!!!
Amen!