This house is back on the market and holds a lot of memories for me. It sits on Arch Street under a few huge trees and is a Searcy classic. There is very little yard but you could walk to downtown. Probably 25 years ago I was fortunate to be chosen as the listing agent for the folks who owned it then.
I shouted with glee when I also sold it. A minister who wanted to be very close to his church bought it. It was the time when ministers were beginning to get housing allowances instead of a free parsonage. It was the first time he'd owned a house. He lived there for so long I thought he'd probably have the 30 year mortgage paid off soon.
But he sold it to a family member who sold it to someone else and now it is on the market again. I went to visit it today and it is still a very unique house with features like glass doorknobs, wood doors, breakfast nook and the classic added on knotty-pine den. It has had some modernization but mostly it is the same as it was.
The thing that saddened me and I found it hard to believe was this. This man and his wife led the same church for probably 30 years, raised his children in Searcy, and was loved by everyone who knew him. But upon retirement he was expected to move to another location. The church does not want the old minister to stay in the town where they would attend the same church as the replacement minister. They may have been happy to leave but if they had wanted to stay, my belief is that they should have been treated with reverence and respect for the rest of their lives in their long-time town.