Obituary of Maxwell James Fadia

Fadia, Maxwell James “Max”
Brockport: Suddenly on September 30, 2017 at age 22. Predeceased by his grandfathers, James C. Saulter and Shashikant C. Fadia; uncle, Martin J. Saulter. He is survived by his loving parents, Ajay S. Fadia and Jennifer L. (Saulter) Fadia; sister, McKenzie M. Fadia; grandmothers, Patricia J. Saulter and Kokila S. Fadia; many loving aunts, uncles and cousins. For more information about Max, visit www.walkerbrothersfh.com
Calling hours will be on Thursday, October 5 from 5-8 pm at the funeral home, 15 West Ave. Spencerport. His funeral service will be on Friday, October 6 at 10 am in the funeral home. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Angels At Risk, 115 Barrington Walk, Los Angeles, CA 90049. (www.angelsatrisk.com)

Maxwell Fadia was born on March 12, 1995 in Geneva, New York.  His life was taken much too soon,
at the age of 22, suddenly at his home in Brockport, New York on September 30, 2017.  He touched everyone with his warm smile, loving heart and kind spirit. He was predeceased by his grandfather’s James Saulter and Shasikant Fadia and his Uncle, Martin Saulter. He is survived by his loving parents, Ajay Fadia and Jennifer (Saulter) Fadia, adored by his sister McKenzie Fadia, loved by his grandmother’s, Patricia Saulter and Kokila Fadia, his Aunt Kapu (Fadia) and Uncle Raj Kumar, Aunt Missy (Salter) and Uncle Mike Sutphen, Uncle Jake and Aunt Suzie (Luss) Saulter, cousins, Rajesh and Sonia Kumar, Tyler, Kaley (Parker), Nicholas and Tucker Sutphen, Jake Saulter, Holly (Haka) Rivera, Jessica Haka, Martin Saulter and Zachary Saulter and many loving extended family members and friends.

Max had many interests, he loved his music. He traveled all over the Country attending concerts
with friends and never missed a concert here in Rochester. He was often spotted at the Rochester
concerts holding the sign “I had a Good Night.com”. His most memorable trip was to Red Rocks in
Colorado to see his favorite artist, Bass Nectar with his friend Dimitri. He talked often about that trip
and wanting to get back there.

Max loved snowboarding, he was the President of the High School Ski Club. He later took many
weekend trips with his friends and cousins. We would say his most memorable ski trip was most
memorable ski trip was most likely with his Mom, Aunt Mis and cousin Tuck to Greek Peak. Despite
mom tumbling down the mountain, getting lost on the way home and getting into an accident, we
all made it home laughing all the way.

Max loved life, being around people, fishing, hiking, music, computers, reading and doing projects
with his dad. When he was just 5 years old he went to his first fishing derby at Powder Mill Park,
which became an annual tradition with his dad.

Maxwell and his sister McKenzie were best friends, he took her to her first rave concert.  He was very protective and would keep a watchful eye over her wherever they went and made sure she was in good company.

Max loved to dance, he lit up the dance floor (those of you who knew him well, know his signature moves). Family weddings were a time for him to shine. From Washington DC, to Augusta, Georgia to Houston, Texas, it was time for him to have fun with his cousins and family he seldom saw.

Max loved his family pets, Lilly that he sometimes referred to as Cat and Rocky who followed him
everywhere he went. Every night we would find one of them, if not both sleeping with him, Sassy too,
who left us last year.

Every holiday and every Sunday was spent with family. Family meant the world to Max. We did everything together from St. Patrick’s Day dinner at his Grandma Saulter’s house to Sunday football at Uncle Jake or Uncle Mike’s house.

We took many family trips together, Disney, Aruba, Dominican Republic and Mexico, always somewhere
warm. These vacations were a time for us all to leave the work behind, the troubles behind and just reconnect as a family. Our most recent trip was at the end of August to Mexico. We are so grateful to have had this time with him.

Don’t ever take tomorrow for granted, enjoy every day, every moment as Maxwell certainly did.