Farewell, Max

Max the goldfish has passed on to that big, shiny goldfish bowl in the sky. He lived longer than anyone expected - three fine years. We have tucked him into a matchbox and will lay him in his final resting place, under the azalea near the front steps. Bob and I will say a few words. Mr. Rosenberg will recite a simple kaddish prayer. We'll remember him well. Rest in Peace, Max.