Editor: For some reason, we recently received emails from two guys who used to live in OB and are willing to share their reminiscences about the town. Both Greg Koerwitz and Steve Bright give us some of their memories which give the rest of us some appreciation for the depth of passion that’s out there about our little village by the sea.
Greg Koerwitz wrote:
I recently read an article in your publication on the web site by the Scripps scientist on the certain sea rise expected in years to come and had to look at some of the pics on the site.
I lived there in 1966 to 1968 in an apartment for $90.00 a month that was only a few years old at the time and this was only a half block from the beach.
I was in the Navy stationed in San Diego at the time and was in heaven living in Ocean Beach. For a small town boy from Nebraska this was wonderful. The beach was wide and clean and very beautiful. I believe the Pier was built while we were there and the World Surfing Olympics was held there in 1967 or 68.
I fondly remember Pete’s Pizzeria on main street, it was probably the greatest restaurant in Ocean Beach. That and the fact my first vehicle was a 1957 VW which didn’t have enough compression to get up some of the Point Loma hills that I had to find a flatter route at times.
Anyway many fond memories of Ocean Beach, was last there in 1990 and watched the fireworks on the Pier, wanted to come back every year but hasn’t happened. It was a wonderful place as the whole city is, I truly loved the whole San Diego area and many times wished I had moved there after getting out of the Navy.
Hoping that the predictions for future years are wrong or can be corrected to stop some of the environmental changes. Although as we live in Nebraska they say that the tornado seasons will cause increasing damage over the years also and it appears it may be happening already after the past couple of years. Thanks for the time and enjoy the beauty you have there.
I remember my first earthquake when we lived at the apartment in Ocean Beach, it was on a Saturday and was a 5.3 and did some pretty good shaking of the building and we rushed outside not sure what was going on at first and realized it was our first earthquake.
Just a footnote, we had 13 tornado touchdowns in Nebraska yesterday, doing damage to 3 small communities, by small I mean small. A couple of the towns do not have over 1000 people and the other has about 3000. Quite a bit of damage to all three unfortunately.
Steve Bright wrote:
I was called “the OB Hobbit.” Have Lots of memories to share. I was a co-partner of the Paisley Pelican head shop. I would enjoy sharing stuff if anybody is interested as I don”t see much shared about the late 50′s through late 60′s.
My Grandparents came from the dust bowl to OB in the 20′s from North Dakota. My grandpa built many OB homes as well as the old wooden roller coaster in Mission Beach and the San Diego city Jail. After a roaring rowdy drunken night he was one of it’s first inmates.S o as you can see I can go on and on with OB stories, although more of its seedy side.
I was forced to leave or go to Jail, so I went north by way of San Francisco to Mendocino, to Oregon. Never made it back to OB.
Was born in OB in 1942 and I Grew up up in OB from 1942-1968.
The police gave me an option of leaving OB or go to jail. My life went to the drug culture in the summer of 1963 when I smoked my first joint. Also that summer I picked up guitar and later became a part of the reformed Rosie and the Originals.
So music and drugs led me to hippies and the opening of the first head shop in OB. The Paisley Pelican Trading Co. on Newport, in middle of the the last block, south side.
After I was asked to leave and my partner Gary Burkett went to prison, Pat O’Connor took it over. I was gone, but as the myth reads Patrick changed the name to the Black, which is still there.