I’ve written about Junkyard Blues many times. The JY is sooo much more than just a bluesy nightclub and when you wander around the two main sims it’s easy to loose site of fact that there are 12 surrounding sims.
The JY island sims are where many of JY’s residents call home but the waters are open for sailing. I have sailed the waters from time to time but ran into some rough sim crossing weather along the way. And as evidence of the rough weather, there are several busted up ships run aground out there in those open waters.
I have a friend who lives on one of those islands. I met him at the club a couple years ago. He’s a reclusive man, a wealthy man who walked away from society and chose a secluded life on his island hideaway. He says he lives life as he “damn well pleases” and I believe him. I’ve heard stories about his dark side, but I’ve never seen it. In fact, during the time I’ve known him, he’s been a kind man but an aloof man. His name is ML Ferarris.
A few days ago, I borrowed a skiff and rowed over to ML’s island. ML wasn’t around, so I just wandered around and was a bit startled. I hadn’t been there in quite awhile and saw that he had torn down the home I’d known. He apparently had built a shack on the spot where old cabin had stood. I couldn’t imagine why he had done that, but it was his way. And there were other changes, so I took some photos and I think they’ll tell the story.
As I rowed back to the Junkyard docks, I made one last stop at the little islet on ML’s sim. I have spent several afternoons on this sandy strand, taking in the summer rays with my pal Leanna. But today I just wanted to look over at the Junkyard, at all the houseboats and trailers. The Junkyard is more than a place of course, it’s the people who bring the JY to life.
One last thing: Special Thanks to ML Ferraris for helping make the Blues for Autism dance auction a success. Not only did he have himself auctioned off, he also made the high bid for TWO of our ladies.