Jay Maynor was born in 1972 and grew up in the small town of Berksville, Alabama, U.S.A. It was a poor village with the population of 254. The town filled with nothing but ranchers, truckers, fluoride miners, and meth & heroin dealers.
Raised on a bull-ranch with his father and his three younger sisters, he did pretty well for himself as a hard-worker. Bless his mother's heart, unfortunately she passed away from birth complications when his final sister was born.
At the age of 19 he married the love of his life, an EMT, Gennie Crowder, and lived happily for many years with the birth of his daughter Julia in 1992.
At the age of 24 he built his business Jay's Butcher Shop. It was so successful in 1979, he opened up a chain of three more butcher-shops. Despite his feelings to finally move from his hometown, he felt obligated to stay nearby to help his father now and then; when that decision came, he kept his main shop open until 2003, when his wife died on the job when a semi-truck collided with the ambulance she worked-in that evening.
After the death of his wife, he began to held his only family closer than ever. A single dad, even with his past struggle, his chain began to lose business in the 2008 crash, and was close to filing bankruptcy.
Unfortunately with this news coming from his attorney, within the year of 2009 another issue occurred, when his daughter Julia confessed to his father that she was molested by her Uncle Bert when she was younger. Jay took justice into his own hands, hopped on his motorcycle, drove over to the local icecream parlor, and confronted him. One thing lead to another and Uncle Bert was stabbed multiple times in the face with a metal spoon, which lead to his death from the blunt force trauma. Jay found himself surrounded by the local Sheriffs and was taken into custody.
Jay plead guilty and received no mercy from the judge. He was sentence to 40 years, 25 with parole, in prison for the murder of Bert Brooks. Many appeals to reduce the sentence were made from 2009 to 2014, all were denied.
In later 2014, however, after his final appeal's court appearance, on the way to be transferred from Miller County (his home town), to the Birmingham Prison Facility. The prison-bus had a tire blow-out, and the inmates became riled up from the heat and humidity, eventually managing to break and slip from their chains then to over-take the guards.
Jay escaped and fled to Mexico. Hating to leave his family behind. He sent a letter to his daughter hoping she'd understand. After saying writting his good byes, he met with a few shady coyotes who were able give him a fake passport, he now went by the alias of Jerry Sunday, his middle name, and his favorite day of the week. They then smuggled him to Ecuador, to Guatemala, then to Ireland, and finally the country of Chernarus during the early months of 2015. This was only way to have truly seek freedom from the authorities and extradition countries that sought him out. He was now on the otherside of the world, far from his home.
During the next two years, Jay worked any odd job he could fine, with the hope he would be able to convince his daughter to come live with him.
In mid-2017, the outbreak began, and Jay found himself surviving out on his own, for a while at least...
---Story to be continued...