The boatyard of the marina we used to keep our boat at was filled with abandoned vessels of all types — large sailboats, little sailboats, houseboats, powerboats of various sizes, wooden boats, fiberglass boats, and steel-hulled boats. Many had a faded “For Sale” sign on them, but had never been purchased. All of them were slowly rotting in place… victims of obvious neglect and unforgiving weather conditions.
I don’t know how many were eventually declared officially abandoned by the State, chopped into pieces by the marina, and disposed of — but it was a large number. And each one was once the dream of someone.