My dad passed away when he was 85 years old.
When he died, he was living in the house that his father built with his own two hands.
My dad didn’t have the ability to make repairs during the last few years, so the house was in need of some tender loving care. I desperately wanted to keep the house and make repairs, but the contractor told me it was a lost cause. The house was falling down and even the foundation was cracked and falling apart. The contractor told me that it was going to cost fifty grand to remodel and renovate, but the property was only worth twice that amount and that was the land value. I honestly thought about making the repairs so I could keep the house in our family, but after talking to an HVAC contractor, I changed my mind. One of the biggest problems in the house was the lack of a central HVAC unit. The old furnace needed to be replaced and the contractor felt central heat and AC was the only way to go. The bill for that extravagant project was another fifteen thousand dollars. I really didn’t want to sell my dad’s house, but I didn’t have a choice. It was just too many problems to fix. A few months after I placed the house on the market, I got an offer for full asking price. I hope the owner will make all of the renovations necessary so the house will be restored to its former glory. Fifty years ago, this place was one of the first concrete block homes in the valley.