Last night my neighbor came by to visit and got to talking about why some people move into communities that they simply don't like. We have another neighbor, and she's a prime example. She says she "Hates Idaho" but she doesn't move away.
Of course, that could be because she has a ridiculously high price on her home and has been trying for ten years to sell it as a FSBO - she wouldn't want to give any money to one of those darned real estate people!
Still - if I hated it as much as she claims to, I'd find a tenant or leave it vacant. I sure wouldn't stick around.
That reminded my neighbor of a story that happened down in Salmon, Idaho about ten or twelve years ago, when he was teaching in Idaho Falls.
A woman and her son moved to Salmon, bought a home, and enrolled the son in school. And then the battle began... She was horrified that the name of the High School athletic teams was "Salmon Savages." Their logo/mascot was an Indian Chief in full head-dress. According to the woman, her son was humiliated by attending a school that was so racist and unfeeling as to have such a name and mascot.
She hired a lawyer and got civil rights groups involved - and caused quite a commotion in the community. Byron said the letters to the editor at the Idaho Falls Register were simply flying, with people on both sides becoming more and more angry.
I checked a few minutes ago. The teams are still called the Savages, but their logo/mascot now is an Appaloosa Horse.
Maybe that woman should have checked before she came to town... and made sure she wasn't going to be offended.
Why do they buy where they hate the situation?
Byron's story reminded me of the people who buy a home near an airport and scream about the noise. Or the ones who buy on the Rathdrum prairie and try to stop the farmers from burning the grass fields every fall.
It also reminded me about a would-be buyer I had many years ago.
I had listed a small home in a rural subdivision. A customer came in with very little money - and seemed like he might be a good match for this low-down, owner-carry property - so I told him about it. He wanted to know everything, so I gave him a copy of the CC&Rs. He said he didn't want to see the home yet.
In truth, he didn't want to see it with an agent. So he drove around, checking out all the neighbors, then went to the door and told the tenants that I said he could come and look at the house. (You can imagine the angry phone call I got for THAT.)
When he returned to the office, he was ready to make an offer, but he talked too much.
He had read the CC&R's, and he had seen that many of the neighbors were violating them by having chickens and pigs.
His plan was to buy the house and start suing the seller and the neighbors for enough money to pay off his house and put some money in his pocket!
My broker took care of it - he came in and started talking about how the well might be no good, the property lines were uncertain, the neighbors weren't very careful with target shooting... and a whole lot of other buyer beware warnings.
All of a sudden the man jumped from the chair, shouted "You're scaring the hell out of me!" and actually ran out the door.
My broker brushed his hands off and said "That takes care of him."
The funny thing is, years later that guy and his wife were still living in town with his mother.