Three Excerpts About Max from Unpublished Memoirs By G.A. KIRKWOOD 

A BOYFRIEND THAT SHOWED UP 
"[...] Another girl started showing up at Perry's with her brother. Jenny and Brian stood out from the crowd. They dressed funny. It was the beginning of the Punk craze in Maui. I could tell it was her brother because they both had red hair and he was younger. She had just moved there and was staying with her grandmother for a while, near the beach. 
"Cousin Lisa was around Jenny’s age. She already had a boyfriend that showed up from time to time at Perry's. We all hung out there and she became part of the group. We all went out to Cousin Lisa’s and hung out. They called it their 5 star resort. It was on the bay but no beach or swimming but it had a tennis court. We played a couple of times, but mainly just hung out." 
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YOU GUYS SHOULD STICK TO MUSHROOMS 
"Brian was a bike messenger downtown with his best friend Max. Max was also the lead singer in a punk band. They would come home with a case of Budweiser and start drinking. Of course I would have some beer as well. After a day of riding bikes and delivering messages they stank, the beer and sweat coming out of their pores. After a few beers they would be off to the clubs.
"One day Max and Brian showed up with about half a dozen people with them. Max had scored some acid and they were all tripping. I did half a hit and well, Jenny didn't do any because she was pregnant. Carol and Jules had thrown a baby shower for her and all the lesbian girlfriends showed up with presents. 
"So, this one night, most of the crew stayed downstairs and partied. Then through the night some trickled upstairs to use the bathroom. It was pretty good acid because on half a hit I was seeing colors and swirls and feeling no pain. I was sitting on the bed with the door open. One of the guys walked in the room and asked if we were okay. I said we were doing fine and he walked through the closet into the bathroom. He was soon back at our door asking for if we were okay. We said that we were and he did the same thing, walk through the bathroom and back to our door. 'Are you guys okay?' We said we were but this was getting a little silly, so we got off the bed and went into the living room. 
"The guy had followed us and talked for a while from the kitchen door. He looked over at me and started running as fast as he could at me. I could see in his eyes that he wasn't running at me, he was running past me. The only thing behind me was a big plate glass picture window. So I jumped up and tackled him. We're both lying on the floor, I get behind him and put him in a full Nelson and wrapped my legs around him. We're sitting there and I'm trying to talk to him but he won't say a word and he's not trying to get away. Jenny comes out of the kitchen and I explain to her that he was going to run through the picture window. So we’re talking maybe 5-10 minutes. It seemed like a long time and he still hasn't said a word and is not trying to get away. I tell Jenny to get some of the guys that we need to take him downstairs, that he is bumming out my trip and it's not safe for him to be upstairs. Max and Dave help me get him downstairs, the whole time I still have him in a full nelson. They get me seated against the wall and start asking me questions. I tell everybody the story that I think he's just out of it. 'I don't even think he knows his own name.' With that he yells out, 'Spanky!' We try to talk to him some more but he is not saying anything else. 
"We call the police, they come, I'm still holding him. We tell them that he is on acid and the whole rest of the story about trying to jump through the picture window. That he hasn't said a word other than his name is Spanky. They cut the laces and take off his boots and put him in the squad car. One of the officers comes back and says with a parting comment, 'You guys should stick to mushrooms.' Dave’s band along with Colin and some other guys made a song about it; Late at night, San Francisco, jolt Cola, SPANKY, then a riotous riff." 
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UNCLE MAX IS COMING OVER 
"The mission district where we lived was mostly sunny, and the boys -- Brian and Max, sometimes Dave and Kathy -- would come over on the weekend. Max is shorter than me but he has broad shoulders. When Jenny told Deja that Uncle Max is coming over, her reply was, 'How’s he going to fit through the door?' Must've been about four years old then." 
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-special thanks to Deja for these excerpts.