When I was a child it seemed that my grandfather would take the long way no matter where we were going. Driving through residential neighborhoods was his preference, no matter how rich or how poor. It was usually on Sunday after dinner that we took our informal tours heading home from our favorite restaurant. As I look back I now appreciate the value in his architect’s critique on the style and structure of what seems like every home we passed. Clearly, this childhood experience had a heavy influence on my love of real estate.
Located in a three home cul-de-sac, it appears to be a modest home from the front entry, but the rest of the house tells another story. It boasts a three-car garage….