Jeremiah Levi Maynard

January 28, 1988 - April 2, 2022

Jeremiah Levi Maynard, 34, a resident of Punta Gorda, FL for the past two years, formerly of Cape Coral, FL, passed away Saturday, April 2, 2022. He was born January 28, 1988 in Fort Myers, FL.

Jerry was baptized June 11, 2000, Christian faith and attended Church of Jesus Christ Ministries on Pine Island, FL. As a little boy Jerry went to Pine Island Elementary School. Jerry was given the award of Outstanding Student of the Year when he was in the 5th grade. He played Pine Island Little League Baseball. He went onto Trafalgar Middle School, where he was a part of “The Future Problem Solvers of America”. Jerry graduated from North Fort Myers High School. Throughout all these years he played baseball. He loved pitching, which he was very good. Time moves forward and he wanted to be a rock star.

Jerry decides to go into linework, working with his older brother. Groundsman Jerry dug many a hole and flagged lots of traffic in his day, but as Jerry climbed the lineman’s ladder, he became one hell of a Journeyman Lineman. Jerry worked for several different contractors, Jerry went through leadership training programs, Jerry was asked to be a part of a climbing school for young men that were becoming lineman. Jerry finally went union in 2021, Local 429 IBEW.  In Jerry’s spare time he was in the woods with his dogs, huntin’ wild hogs and searching for the ever so elusive Skunkape. Jerry’s attitude was always to give it everything. No half way would do. It was always to the limit. No matter what Jerry did even down to his story telling. I Love You Son Dad

As I watched my son grow into a man. He always walked his own path. Even as a little boy, he would escape into the woods with our dog. I watched Jerry always take that extra step/event /drive to complete his goal. I remember a little boy, young man with a soft heart. Jerry would get his feelings hurt and turn to me, I would hug him, tell him to hold his head up and move forward. School days came, Little League Baseball. Starting with T-ball, watching him run the bases and stopping to talk with all his friends on the other team. Days moved on, Jerry grew, he started pitching, he was a force to be reckoned with. I remember he ran cross country in middle school so his legs would be strong for pitching. High School days, Jerry’s Jr/Sn coach for Little League, put him in right field so he wouldn’t overuse his arm because he was pitching for high school… well the other team hit the ball to right field. Jerry caught that ball and rifled it to the catcher, for the tag at home. That runner was out. The little things you remember….

Jerry decides he wants to be in a band…. Well, we sent him to vocal lessons…to learn how to scream… Heavy Metal!!! Those of you that don’t know, Jerry loved his Heavy Metal music. Jerry went into linework at 19 yrs. old following the footsteps of his dad and his older brother. I would listen to Jerry and his dad talk about linework, different jobs and different ways to do those jobs. Jerry loved to travel for storms. Jerry told me “I really like working storm trouble because it’s always something different to do. I get tired of doing regular work all the time” He always wanted a challenge. He was a problem solver. Jerry was a very intelligent man, with a heart of gold. I remember telling him to share all his knowledge to all these young men that are becoming linemen. He would get frustrated; I would remind him of patience, grace and mercy. We’re a bunch of strong-willed people. We butted heads together, but we loved each other just as strong… Jerry, I love you and miss you, Mom   

To my brother, my best friend, my protector, my mentor, my hero. I’ve struggled to want to say anything. But Dad told me he wants the world to know so here I go. I miss you and struggle knowing I don’t get to talk to you or see you. But I know you wouldn’t want me to just sit here and pace the house just wondering and being upset, you want me to move forward and do everything we talked about doing one day, all the out of state hunting trips, upcoming fishing trips, working together on your days off, searching for you know what lol. I’ll always cherish growing up next to you and looking up to you. You taught me so much through everything we did together from baseball to fishing (even tho I always out fished you) and hunting. Holy sh*t did you teach me so much when it came down to hunting, you always had something to teach me and then you did the same to Noah and I will always appreciate you taking me under your wing showing me the ropes and then showing my son everything, you knew. I’ll take over now and try and teach Noah as much as I can about the outdoors and hopefully, he will pass down everything you taught him. I can never express my gratitude about how much you protected me through the years and always had my back when nobody else did. I always knew I could count on you no matter the situation. You’ll always be my hero, always striving to do the best you could, always coming home and talking about working dem lines and all the pu**ies that got in your way lol. I’m proud of you and your accomplishments with becoming a Journeyman Lineman, accomplishing those goals. I love you, my brother. I miss you. Your ass better be waiting for me, we have those damn turkeys to kill. But until then you better be running dem dogs Tank, Lil Man and Buster and catching some fu**ing giants because I want some damn stories and an ice-cold Busch latte waiting for me. Love you Nate #maynardman #doinmaynardshit #MLCS #skunkape

My Little Big Brother, where do I even begin. From back when Jerry was a little boy still in diapers following me around in the yard aggravating me, to him being a grown man and getting to work alongside him building lines, some of my best memories are with him. Like him being a curly haired little boy that I was rolling around in the front yard to years later taking him on his first hog hunt, where he was wide open without a clue, oh man did we have some laughs. Little did I know that building them lines and hog hunting, that I was the privileged enough to be the one to introduce him to both, was going to consume and define exactly who Jerry was. He conquered and became one of the best at both. Over the years Jerry has been my coworker, workout partner, hunting buddy, drinking buddy, best friend, but always my little “big” brother. Up until his last days, I still got pictures of his latest catch. We sometimes went a while without seeing or talking to each other, but one phone call was like a day was never missed. Anytime either of us got called on storm, we always had to check in on the other one to see where they were headed. I’m going to miss those calls. Jerry really was larger than life, but I always knew he had my back, and he knew I had his. My brother’s keeper. We never had a dull moment together and all the things we did together will never be the same. He lived his life full throttle and didn’t have reverse which made “Relentless” describe him to a T. I’ve still got some things to take care of, but I’ll see you again. Love Bubby Josh

Jeremiah lived life how it was supposed to be lived. To the absolute FULLEST. Having the blessing of being raised by such influential parents, it crafted him to be the man that he became and the legacy that he has left behind. We truly do not know the impact that he has had on other lives, just what he has had on our own, and his impact on mine is MASSIVE. There is a saying “You don’t know what you have until it is gone” …. oh, but I did know. I had a brother-in-law that then became my brother…he was my little big brother…. the annoying one, the one I had to watch, the one I had to take to the bus stop for school or pick up from baseball practice, take to and pick up from baseball games, unlock his car when he locked his keys in it, loading him and his buddies up to take to Tampa for a band gig, skinning a hog he just caught, so he could go play softball game etc.; Then I had a friend, my forever friend, one of my best friends…. partner in crime, drinking beer numerous nights around a fire, going fishing and hunting, Halloween Horror nights, endless trips to Ft Myers beach, family vacations to the keys, skunk ape museum, surprise visits coming back from storm trouble. I had a protector. One that loved his family fierce and would do anything for. I knew was just a phone call away and he would be there no matter what and vice versa. We had the perfect brother sister bond. It didn’t require blood, but it did have the perfect love, care, anger, laughs, sarcasm, food, and secret sharing. He was a great brother but most of all he was a great man. One that I miss. Every. Single. Day. Love Angela

Jerry, I miss you. We talk about you every day and will always carry you with us. We all fought a lot, but that’s what brother do. Its hurts to think I won’t see you pull up into the driveway with your truck, hauling your Polaris, or walk out of the house in the middle of the night and see you leaned up against your truck, face lit up from the light of your phone, or talking to one of your friends, friends that loved you. You never claimed it, but you were an excellent teacher. You’re not done teaching, even though you’re not here with us now. We’ll do our best to remember all the bits of advice and put them to use. What I learned recently from you is to cherish the time we have left with our family. It can all change overnight. None of us will be able to match your spirit and personality. There may be a bunch of us Maynard boys, but you were one of a kind. That doesn’t mean we won’t try though. We didn’t get to do a lot of the things we always talked about when we hung out, but I will follow through for you. I’ll follow through and search your hotspots for Bigfoot in M.S.P. I’ll go elk hunting like we always talked about. I’ll do my best to be an outlaw like you. I’ll see you again someday. I miss you, Jerry Love Nick

Jerry, you were the absolute most wild person I know, yet you had such deep drive and determination that you would blow people away. We didn’t always see eye to eye, but you always respected my views and I, yours. Whether it was in school, out in public, or most recently when I started following your footsteps in line work everyone that I met that knew you always said one of a few things, #1- that didn’t believe that I was your little brother haha, #2 – that you didn’t hold back, you spoke your mind and said what needed to be said, #3 – and mfer knows how to build power lines. I still meet new people all the time and I cherish everything they share with me about you and how you showed them how a Maynard man gets sh*t done. I’m glad I finally let dad talk me into doing line work. I wish I could be your grunt again just one more time, one of the last times we hung out together you told me to put my time in and we would chase storms together. My first storm was with you, and I learned so much in just a few weeks, I still need you here; you had so much to show me still, but I will do my best to be as great a lineman as you were and it still won’t be good enough for you, but I know that’s okay because I need to give you something to talk shit about up there. I know that you will be right there with me for every storm I go on so don’t worry we will chase those storms again. I will cherish all the time we spent just talking and hanging out in the garage and I will miss hunting with you and working on everything you beat the sh*t out of and broke. It made me proud to know my big brother could rely on me when he needed help. You’d always call me when you were broke down and stuck in the woods, it didn’t matter what time it was, you knew I would come get you. I think that’s why this is so hard because I keep thinking you’re going to call me and say I’m broke down in the woods; trust me I would be there in seconds. I miss you so much man. I want you standing next to me, but I know you’re watching over my shoulder. The rest of us Maynards will keep the power on, and we won’t give those hogs no rest trust me, we will keep up the hunt for skunkape man. I love you big brother this isn’t goodbye, it’s see you later. Love Jimmy

He is survived by his loving parents, D. Keith and Jennifer Maynard of Cape Coral; siblings, Josh Maynard (Eleisa) of Polk City, FL, Nathan Maynard of Cape Coral, Jimmy Maynard of Cape Coral, Nick Maynard of Cape Coral, and Angela Watson; nieces, Korissa and Daniella; as well as nephews, Trevor, Justin, Donovan, Dallas, Gavin, and Noah.

A Celebration of Life will be held on Saturday, July 02, 2022, 3 PM till ? The Maynard’s, 3551 Sand Rd, Cape Coral FL, 33993. Food will be provided, Please bring your beverage and chairs.

In lieu of flowers memorial contributions in memory of Jeremiah Levi Maynard are suggested to Golisano Children Hospital 300 East River Road, P.O. Box 278996, Rochester, NY 14627.

Mullins Memorial Funeral Home & Cremation Service, Cape Coral, is entrusted with final care.

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  1. Lee Miller May 17, 2022 at 4:02 pm

    The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained.. you was a hell of a lineman and even better friend.. we had some wild times that’s for sure so raise hell and praise Dale up there until we meet again my brother

  2. Jamie burks May 17, 2022 at 9:35 pm

    A beautiful tribute by Jerry loved ones! Expressions of relationships that will never grow old. Grief the price of true love
    I love the Maynard family in loving memory of the infamous Jerry
    Love Jamie

  3. Jacob bates May 19, 2022 at 7:13 am

    May the hogs be big and the woods be beautiful brother. We miss and love you

  4. Jesse Jordan May 19, 2022 at 4:59 pm

    My thoughts are with y’all. Gonna miss him driving by my truck and texting me to see if I’m in the tree stand…..DAA is what I’d text back.,he’d say should have killed um earlier. This is 7am….rest in peace brother you’ve always got a seat on the War Whore.

  5. Carol May 23, 2022 at 11:23 am

    There are no words, Jerry is with you in spirit, He is with God and God is with you

    Love your guts

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