Memorial for

Max H Barry, born December 9, 1994, died of an apparent drug overdose in the
Denver area on July 29 at the age of 22.
Max H Barry
Son of Mayor Megan Barry and Bruce Barry, Max was born and raised in
Nashville. He attended Eakin Elementary School, West End Middle School, and
Martin Luther King Jr. Academic Magnet High School before attending and
graduating from University School of Nashville.

He graduated in June from the University of Puget Sound in Tacoma, Washington,

with a bachelors degree in communications. A lover of music, and 1990s hip-
hop in particular, Maxs dream was to find a career in music and radio. While at
college, Max would occasionally DJ at KUPS, the radio station for the University
of Puget Sound.

Max was our beloved boy. He made us laugh and he made us crazy. We will
never hear him say momma or pops again. We will never dance at his wedding
or celebrate another milestone with him. But we will remember him for the
sweet, sweet soul that he was. The soul that was restless and calm and free and
beautiful and kind. Max was the kindest person we ever knew.

He loved his family and his friends. He loved his dogs, Hank and Murray and
Sherman and he tolerated Boris. He loved skiing and Colorado and climbing D e c e m b e r 9 , 1 9 9 4 July 2 9, 2 017
mountains and being outside. He loved hanging out and watching a movie and he
loved fishing. He loved hugs and he loved baseball hats.

Max leaves behind so many people who loved him including his parents and his
grandparents, Joyce Brody, Jan Mueller, and Ken Mueller, his aunts and uncles
and cousins and his friends. Max, we will miss you. God speed, our precious boy.
 Celebration of Life
Musical Selection and Remembrances
Will Kimbrough

Welcome & Remarks

Judge Richard H. Dinkins

First Reading
Tommy Prine

Second Reading
Naomi Boissy

Musical Selection
Judge Sheila Calloway

Remarks
Dean Masullo

Third Reading
Tom Dodson

Remarks
Father Joseph Patrick Breen

Moment of Silence
Musical Selection & Remembrances
John Prine

Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons,

It is to grow in the open air and eat and sleep with the earth.
Walt Whitman Song of the Open Road