Dearest Dana and family
Somehow I didn't get to finish my message to you.
My heart breaks for all of you in your loss of Matt.
We are comforted by our God who has our new Heavenly home ready for Matt. I am sure he is playing The Bass with grandfather Buzz. His Grandmother Helen is singing in the choir with my mom Pauline and dad Richard. A place with no pain or sickness.
I love you all very much.
In memory of Matthew Wesley Maxwell, L.P. lit a candle
I remember going to watch DUBURBIA play at a young age, and I thought it was so cool! I had a CD that Tyler and I would listen to from time to time, and show our friends. You would bring your family occasionally and come visit from time to time. When I was working at Lifeway, I got you a necklace with a cross on it and you wore that for some time. The last time I saw you was when nanny (Dana) had her accident and we exchanged a few words and I asked how you were doing. I am sorry that you couldn't make the change we all hoped for. I pray you are resting in the arms of Jesus, and for peace and comfort for all who are hurting from their great loss. I hope you know we all loved you regardless of your struggles.
My early memories of Matt were at Dana and Randy’s house in New Cumberland. Matt was small enough to sit on the heating vent under a coffee table. I remember taking him for pizza at the mall and him telling me he liked hanging out with Uncle Bill. As a teenager when he met Aunt Marti for the first time he loudly exclaimed “Wow! Uncle Bill’s girlfriend is a babe!” I remember when he gave me his Duburbia CD how he beamed with pride. I have very fond memories from his very unique wedding where he introduced us to his friends and band mates. It was easy to see how much they all cared about each other. Although I never saw him preform, I know he loved playing his grandpa’s bass. The last time I saw him was at Kayle’s wedding where his cousin Jess and I sat with Matt and his dad at the reception. He seemed subdued, but man, did he light up when asked about his boys. Rest In Peace nephew. Your pain and suffering are over. The world is a lesser place without you.
My early memories of Matt were at Dana and Randy’s house in New Cumberland. Matt was small enough to sit on the heating vent under a coffee table. I remember taking him for pizza at the mall and him telling me he liked hanging out with Uncle Bill. As a teenager when he met Aunt Marti for the first time he loudly exclaimed “Wow! Uncle Bill’s girlfriend is a babe!” I remember when he gave me his Duburbia CD how he beamed with pride. I have very fond memories from his very unique wedding where he introduced us to his friends and band mates. It was easy to see how much they all cared about each other. Although I never saw him preform, I know he loved playing his grandpa’s bass. The last time I saw him was at Kayla’s wedding where his cousin Jess and I sat with Matt and his dad at the reception. He seemed subdued, but man, did he light up when asked about his boys. Rest In Peace nephew. Your pain and suffering are over. The world is a lesser place without you.
Peace of mind is a call away. We’re here when you need us most.
Dear Stepson, You came into my life 25 years ago when I met your Mom, you were in your early 20's and full of adventure, wonder and excitement. You followed her to Va. Beach in 1998 and after saying " I want to get out of the auto mechanics business" tried your hand at the restaurant business, that lasted about 2 months when waiting on a large group at Chi-Chi's for an "all you can eat" night you got nothing for a tip after about a 3 hour dinner, that sent you back to the auto technician business, which always was your best skill. We had a lot of good times during the coming years, you landed good jobs with Saturn and Mazda, married, had 2 great boys (Gavin & Jacey), bought a nice house, had a boat and then your dream came true, playing bass guitar in the band DUBURBIA. It seemed they were some of the happiest years of your life. Fast forward to now, we didn't know until several years ago of your struggles and addiction, we tried to help you as much as you would let us, but being the proud person you were, you were trying to beat the demons yourself. GOD, in his infinite wisdom saw you were losing the fight and brought you into his Heavenly Kingdom. You've left gaping holes in a lot of hearts, especially your Mom's, but we all know your in a better place, no pain, no demons, no strife, no struggles, as you use to say "NO WORRIES MAN". Time will cure our pain but we will always have your "good" memories in our hearts. Rest in peace my son ! Leroy
Matt, you were always a caring and kind person! You always brought laughter where ever you were. You will be missed by so many! My heart is heavy for Dana, Leroy, Randy, Sophie, the boys and all the family. You have touched so many lives with your smile! Now you can rest easy my friend! You will never be forgotten! Until we meet again!
Love - Steph ❤️
Sending our prayers and love!
I love you dearly my friend, I'm going to miss you terribly.
Where do I start so many good memories when we where kids we did everything together! You went every where I went even though sometimes I didn’t want you too! I am so glad you where my little bother and I had you for the first and carefree years. Camping Karate and hanging out with friends you always made us laugh. You used to say everyone loves me and I would say sure Matt! But guess what everyone who meet you did love you💕one of my best memory was the year I went to Florida for my senior year and my friend who was to go with me got sick so my dad said you aren’t going alone so against my will they got you a ticket and off we went. We had so much fun going to the Disney parks until they closed and going back to our grandparents camper each night it was like having our own place! By end of trip I was so glad you came with me so many great memories 🥰 Fast forward many years later you moved with mom and got married and had 2 sons and came to visit a couple times and we Always good times with many laughs. I’m sorry the last couple years we didn’t talk a lot but I was always here. When you did call it was to tell me of a job you got or about the boys and you where so proud and happy when you talked about them! I’m so sorry you couldn’t beat this I prayed you could! But then you got so sick I prayed you would just be free of all the pain and suffering. I know you are up in heaven with grandpa who was waiting for you with a big hug! I promise to remind the boys you loved them and be there for them always. I love you and it’s not good bye it’s only until we meet again! Love your sister ❤️❤️😢😢
Matty, Words cannot begin to express the depth of grief this news will be to so many. You were the little brother I never had. I loved you much even when you were a pain in the butt tagging along on all me and Soph’s adventures. From Bushido to swimming in the pond with the horses. (We never did find your underwear that day. ). You always had a big smile on your face and were a loyal friend. The years spent living next to you were too few but were some of my favorite memories. Much love to your whole family. Thanks for making me a part of it. Until we meet again in the big grass patch in the sky. Love you!❤️
Matt was such a good guy gone way too soon. Willing to help anyone who needed help with anything. He was the first friend I had when I moved here. I met him a Saturn of Va Beach and we became friends almost immediately. I never met anyone who had anything bad to say about Matt .He will definitely be missed! Your fight is finally Brother Rest in pease my old friend,
Matt, My Dear Son,
I will always remember your positive, free spirit and your voice when you called "HI MOM"! You loved your sons Gavin and Jace and treasured spending quality time with them. You loved growing up with your sister "Soph", making happy childhood memories and laughing over discussing them later. Adventurous, "no worries", always walking away from negativity. Loved good friends, music, DURBURBIA, happy family times, kindhearted, always willing to help people who wanted to help themselves. I'm so sorry you will not be able to watch your sons grow up to be men and that they will not have you in their lives.
You are finally free from the demons that tried to rob your soul. You never wanted to admit weakness or ask for help, even though I tried so hard and many of your good friends would have tried to help you as well.
I'm thankful you are now in peace with JESUS with no more pain and suffering, "NO WORRIES"
I love you and will aways remember your positive/loving soul.
I can't wait to see you again in happier times.
One time Matt and Sophie told me I was the cool Aunt !! I really liked that! I got to know them when Matt was around six maybe a little younger. Visiting their house was always fun! many dogs Large dogs! Karate! I really cherish the week that Matt and Sophie came to Maine with us we had such a good time! I hadn’t had any kids of my own yet and we got to play at the beach ,pick berries ,make pies ,hike around it was a lot of fun. Not being a parent yet and not really understanding kids I sent Matt out on a grocery run on an old bike we had around .He was 8 !!! money and directions in hand. After about two hours he came back!!! He had been completely lost and I was totally not worried ? Many family camping trips , Cousins getting to know each other. Matt will be missed, I feel glad to only have wonderful memories of him being happy and adventurous !I’m sorry his last year’s were painful. You are loved by many family and friends. My heart goes out to the many who will miss Matt . Especially Dana, Leroy, Soph love you !
Matt was such a great friend and a very hard worker. Our friendship turned more into family. He and I worked together for years. Started together at Saturn and ventured on together at Mazda. We always joked because everyone called me his work wife. Matt was such a great person. Going to be missed. RIP my friend. My condolences to the family.
I remember Aunt Laruie and I picked you and Sophie up when you were little kids and drove you all the way up to Maine. I remember how excited you were by the tidal pools at the beach and how comfortable you were away from mom and dad. I am glad we both shared in your Grandpa's love of music and it was always special to him that you chose to play the bass. My heart goes out to your mom especially , she hung on to hope longer than most, the true sign of a mothers love. You will be missed by so many and of course my self included. I would have loved to jam with you. Save me a set , tell Buzz I said hi , learn to play 6 strings so Grampa dosn't have to give up his seat. Love to all
Matt and i worked at Saturn. Matt always knew how to make me smile even on my darkest days. We would have long talks about life, the good and the bad. I remember going to see his band play a lot! He was a hard worker and a good friend. I am so sorry he is gone but happy he is finally set free from all the pain he was dealing with.
Matt was one of the kindest and easy going friends I've ever had (unless I was trying to get him to eat a vegetable 😸). I am so grateful for the friendship that literally turned into family, and that we always stayed in touch over the last 15 years. We would go a year without talking and pick right back up where we left off, as if no time had passed. He was so generous and thoughtful, and I'm extremely grateful that I was able to call him one of my besties for so long. After not seeing each other for a few years and in the beginning of my journey into recovery, I walked into a meeting and saw him from across the room. I ran over to him, crying and so happy to see him there. I held his hand tight the whole meeting and when it was over, asked the owner if we could sit in the shed. We ended up staying all day, talking about Jay, our kids and about how we had gotten to where we were. He was always a "safe place" for me,even during my rock bottom moments. A few months later, I was still a hot mess and learning how to live normally and didn't have anything for my son Jayces 3rd birthday party. He took me to pick up his Jace and we stopped at the store where he had Jace pick out a cake and decorations to meet his cousins for the first time. He made sure that I didn't feel guilty or beat myself up about dropping the ball on the party, comforting me with that big smile and genuinely being happy to help. It was one of the best days I've lived, seeing our kids bond and laughing every time someone called a Jace/Jayce ("Jace! No OTHER Jayce" lol). In 2020 he stayed with me for a few weeks so that he could help me move from VA to NC and helped unpack and get settled once we were moved in. My last and one of my favorite moments with him were spent on my porch wearing onesies. He wore a Mickey Mouse one, I wore a reindeer. I'm really grateful that he was comfortable enough to be silly with me, because there weren't too many times we goofed off like that. I already miss him so much and my thoughts and prayers are with his family. I thank the Lord that he isn't in pain anymore and I trust that his spirit will live on in his family and friends. I am so sorry for your loss. He always spoke so highly of his mom and how supportive she was and how grateful he was that she cared so much. I wish that we were meeting under different circumstances, but I would really love to give her a big hug. Rest in peace, Matt. I love you so much and I pray that your soul is at peace and that you're up there cracking jokes with Jesus and Jay. 🤍🤍🤍
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