Comments on: Maynards by the Sea – Pacific Beach’s “Animal House”

By: Tommy Graves

Tommy Graves — Sun, 31 Jul 2011 01:00:40 +0000

The story I heard was that Blah James and Butch went in there one time with a Tommy Gun and shot up the ceiling. Maybe it had something to do with Blah looking for someone, maybe it had something to do with the fact that Jack Pringle beat Butch in a fight at the Powerhouse?

By: Cappy

Cappy — Tue, 26 Jul 2011 12:49:30 +0000

I was one of the surf rats. Cold Sunday mornings after a couple hours of waves. That omelet was mighty tasty!

Special memories. One of the very best memories of California.

By: Marilyn

Marilyn — Mon, 11 Jul 2011 17:05:40 +0000

Actually Maynard Heatherly III was a great friend & lover of life. He died in the Scripps Hospital in La Jolla, CA; no fancy dive off the pier.

By: CharlieG.

CharlieG. — Tue, 28 Jun 2011 23:14:12 +0000

Tiny Thomas was a close family friend and a legend when I was a kid growing up in PB in the 60s and 70s. He and my Pops were always tight, and I got into Maynard’s on a few occasions when I wasn’t even tall enough to see over the bar stools let alone the bar.

Pops and Tiny are both gone now, but we all remember them both. Some of the stories Tiny would tell of his trip to the North Shore (and how he got talked into bodysurfing Waimea) would blow your mind. Here’s the last picture I him, taken with my son in the summer of ‘93.

http://members.cox.net/cgow/Tiny_Thomas.jpg

RIP Al ‘Tiny’ Thomas and my Pops, Jack Gow.

Thanks to the OP for this PB flashback.

Charlie G

By: Brian Davis

Brian Davis — Tue, 31 May 2011 23:25:10 +0000

I always wanted to re-hear the story about Blah James coming into Maynard’s looking for Jack Pringle, who had just recently broken Butch’s jaw up in Del Mar at the old Powerhouse…

By: Pat G.

Pat G. — Sun, 22 May 2011 02:42:02 +0000

Never was old enough to go inside, but always ordered a “double” Sunday breakfast, and if I had an extra quarter, sometimes a “triple”. This after surfing at the north jetty in OB. One day we showed up and there was no line…a surprise.
Owen the cook who could do the work of five people in the kitchen, when asked where all the people were, deadpanned and shrugged, “they’re all having their stomachs pumped.”
We looked at each other….and ordered a “double” anyway.
Maynard’s was a classic. Miss it.