Max Leroy Adams

Max Leroy Adams was born the son of a sharecropper on September 18, 1934, in Ferdonia, Kansas to Albert and Mabel (Boss) Adams.

His father passed when he was only 13 years old, and his mother married (our loving Grandpa) Joseph Clarence Booth. Max worked in the Kansas oil fields prior to hiring at Delco Battery which turned into 30 years at GMAD in Leeds. He loved being a part of Local Union #93. After that retirement he retired again after 16 years at Metro Auto Auction. But he was a worker and then went on to drive a 2-ton delivery truck until he was 79 years old. We thought that was his last retirement, however God had other plans for Daddy. He spent the next few years fishing and hanging out with his family that he adored.

About 2 years ago Daddy developed dementia and moved into memory care unit at University Health Lakewood. This turned out to be a blessing in disguise. His dementia created a life of doing what he loved to do, work. In his mind he worked and lived at Lakewood. He loved the people and they loved him. He would sit behind the nurses station and dream of what he did that day and call us and tell us all about his day of warehouses, roofing, building, and driving. He loved to drive. He called momma about a month ago and told her he got a raise. How special is that?

Max Adams survived by the love of his life Linda Adams. Three daughters, Tammara and Phil Street, Lori and Jerry Wilkerson and Joanie and Joey Adams. Seven grandchildren. Lindsey Patrick, Max and Jana Wilkerson, Jack Street, Blaire, and Alex Prince, Tyler Adams, Shelby Clements, Emma, and Jesse Adams. Seven great grandchildren. Landon Webernick, Noah Ford, Cameron Wilkerson, Brinlee Morris, Bristal and Crayton Wilkerson, Eden Morris and Alaina Adams. One brother Marvin Adams.

He was proceeded in death by his parents, brothers Wayne Adams, and Warren Adams, Stepbrothers Ray and J. Clyde Booth, Sister, Anna Louise Adams Dutton, and Kenneth Adams.

If you knew my daddy, you know you were blessed by knowing him. He was a funny, kind, loving, crazy and spirited man. He was the perfect girl Dad. He would do anything for his girls no matter what. And he loved our momma. If we went to him mad at momma, he would make jokes and then say, “I never said she was always right, I just said she is never wrong!”

We have all been beyond blessed to have him as ours. And we will miss him terribly forever. The Lord has taken care of him for 87 years and is now finally welcoming him home to Glory so we are comforted knowing we will see him again but for now he is in the arms or Jesus and we all think he will be deciding on his next job in heaven.

Daddy’s biggest concern was advancing all aspects of diabetes. His first-born grandson Max developed diabetes at age 10 and Daddy told the doctors please just take his pancreas and give it to Max. The doctors of course explained that is not how it works, and Daddy worried endlessly about Max living a long and healthy life. So, we would ask that donations go to the American Diabetes Association in Daddy’s memory.

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