Part of his year were interviews. Every year, the phone would ring. It would be a reporter or a writer or a student … They would have read The Pumphouse Gang or heard about Mac Meda and wanted to know more. “Come on down kid,” Jack would reply…John Glionna from the L.A. Times in 1990. Tristan Wand, a UCSD student, who wrote a killer story – ‘Don’t Call Us’, which won a literary prize at UCSD. A year later Tristan was an editor at Longboard and his student paper was reprinted as ‘Mac Meda: The La Jolla Underground’. s.d. Liddick did the last interview…spring 2006…for San Diego Magazine.

Jack was always polite and would give the whole bag of Archives to the writer of the moment.

And for posterity…there is a famous painting of 1987 La Jolla, done by Candace King, who lived on Jack’s route. At the lower right corner is a small mailman wearing a visor, based on Jack. Carl Bunch had said, “That’s not you,”. Jack had Candace King autograph his copy of the painting and Ms. King left this inscription: “To Jack, our mailman. And yes, that is you,”.

In the early 1960’s my fiends and myself picked up on the Mac Meda Destruction Company as soon as it got going as Jack & Rackstraw where already well
known to us as the ‘older guys’ that where party animals. I recall the first time
I was invited to Macpherson’s Girard Street house, it sort of like the Yankee’s
calling you up from the minors, now your playing with the big boys & girls!
His house was a place that could do anything and not worry about it as
Rackstraw always did something that would be so outrageous that no one would remember what you did.

Mac Meda may have started as sort of a ‘joke’ but became the bond for many
of us in the Southern California Beach culture that where not exactly main
stream people. Jack Macpherson was the rock, the guy that never changed, the
real heart of Mac Meda. There was never any structure to the group, no
membership list, initiation, rules, dues, or codes, but just sort of something we all kind
of loved being part of. I think Jack’s wake was testimony that the original core
spirit of Mac Meda is still intact.

In the early years where attempts and stories of attempts by ‘authorities’
to break up the Mac Meda Destruction Company. The problem was
Mac Meda was a just a Joke or Mac Meda was Macpherson, Mac Meda
was Robert Rackstraw, Mac Meda was a myth, Albert MacMeda was a
fisherman that last know to be off the coast of Costa Rica, or the president
was Albert MacMeda was a Gorilla at the Zoo the was nothing but stories.
if they tried to nail down Mac Meda there was just nothing there. Then the
Mac Meda Destruction Company would come to full life like as a ‘Convention’
then to the outside world just sort of disappear again.. It was perfect..
it just worked and never changed.