I felt extremely fortunate to meet Max a number of times working up in Yellowknife. He'd either park his plane or fuel up at the hangar while coming from or going to his cabin. It was a nice way to close a childhood dream after growing up under the Pearson flight path and seeing his 707's and 747's fly over the house. What amazed me is that he always had time for anyone who wanted to have a chat. Even if he was in a rush, he always had a second for someone, and he treated everyone as a consummate professional, regardless of whether they were working the ramp or stepping out of the cockpit. A number of pilots I've worked with also worked at Wardair, and not a single one of them ever had a bad thing to say about him and shared similar sentiments.
May his legacy and legend live large in those who come after.