Remember Max fondly, JF, not so much for his fighting, but after he hung'em-up as part of a comedy team with Tony Canzonari, kibbitzing at Stillmans Gym with regulars and in every club and gin mill on Broadway. He was hail-fellow-well-met to all, with a big slap on the back.
Couldn't have been more gracious and accessible
Until fighters towered over the Washington Monument, Max was considered a giant. He was a perfectly proportioned athlete. Think he and his younger brother Buddy cornered the market on shoulders.
