NewsletterUncategorized August 13, 2023

Monday Morning Coffee 8.14.23 – Home Price Growth and Inspiration

Builder activity in June sent residential construction spending up nearly 1% over May. Spending is still down from last year, but builders are now doing more single-family homes, up more than 2% for the month.

The CoreLogic Home Price Index (HPI) showed annual price growth edged up to 1.6% in June. Month-over-month price growth has slowed, yet CoreLogic expects annual price growth to reach about 7% by early 2024.

Inventory is heading back up. Zillow found nearly one quarter of homeowners either have their home listed for sale or are considering listing it in the next three years—4 in 10 of them in the next year.

“Always give without remembering and always receive without forgetting. ~ Brian Tracy

Most Texans have always assumed that Howard Edward Butt was the mastermind behind our state’s favorite grocery chain. The business is named for his initials, after all, and it’s time to correct that.

H-E-B is arguably the most beloved brand in the state, with roughly 430 stores and a well-oiled disaster-response machine that Texans trust more than the government in times of crisis, and it wouldn’t exist if it weren’t for Howard’s mother, Florence Thornton Butt, who opened the family’s first store, in the Hill Country town of Kerrville, in 1905. Florence, who after her attempt at door-to-door sales did not go so well, decided to open a grocery store to support her family.

The family purchased a two-story house, planning to live upstairs and operate the store downstairs. With investment capital of $60, the family opened the C.C. Butt Grocery Store on November 26, 1905. They began selling food in bulk as a charge and delivery operation. Florence’s young sons delivered the food via baby carriage until they could afford to buy a little red wagon.

By 1908 the Butt store had established itself within the local community as ‘dealers in staples, fancy groceries and fresh meats.’ The boys had even been able to buy a horse and wagon to make deliveries.

Also, Florence was building a profitable fresh-baked bread business as a sideline. She arranged for bread to be delivered by train from San Antonio and then immediately delivered to residences by her sons. The market for fresh bread was relatively new at the time because many women were hesitant to buy bread for fear of being considered too lazy to bake their own. Nevertheless, bread deliveries increased, initiating what would become a legacy of innovation at Butt Grocery.

All three of the Butt brothers–Charles, Eugene, and Howard E.–worked in the family business while they were growing up. However, it was Howard who took an early liking to the business, and was even described in company annals as a ‘grocery man’ from the beginning.

At the age of 22, in 1917, Howard was still working in the grocery store. Shortly after the United States entered World War I, however, Howard joined the Navy. After a two-year tour he returned to Kerrville to take over the store. He had a lot of ideas and was eager to implement them. His first move was to relocate the store to a busier corner in the burgeoning downtown area. In the new location, Butt installed the first in-store meat market and delicatessen. He also began a policy of constantly offering new and different items to patrons.

His decades of innovation helped HEB become the leader it is today. H.E. Butt, Sr., died in 1991. Among his legacies was the successful Howard E. Butt Foundation that he had established in 1934. By the time he died, the foundation had built libraries, swimming pools, charitable food centers, and other amenities in the communities in which Butt stores operated. It had also reached out to the needy in other parts of Texas and even Mexico, among other initiatives.

It all started with Florence, who had so much grit and so much warmth for people who needed help that the community started shopping there and supporting them. That approach will sound familiar to millions of Texans today who have experienced H-E-B’s generosity during and after storms, power blackouts, and other disasters. Howard’s son, Charles C. Butt, the current chairman of H-E-B, has carried on Florence’s giving spirit by making large contributions to hurricane relief and programs supporting public education.

Cindy Glynn
Coldwell Banker American Home
479-586-6262
agentcindyg@gmail.com

Uncategorized August 7, 2023

Monday Morning Coffee 8.7.23

The National Association of Realtor’s June Pending Home Sales index of signed contracts on existing homes saw its first gain since February. The NAR noted, “The recovery has not taken place, but the housing recession is over.”

New Home Sales posted a small decline in June after increasing three straight months. But the trend is upward, with sales 28.4% above last July’s low. Plus, the median sale price is 16.4% down from its peak late last year.

The national Case-Shiller Home Price Index rose a tick in May, but is still down slightly from last June’s peak. May’s FHFA index of prices for homes bought with conforming mortgages was up a bit and bested its high set last June.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the heart! ~ Helen Keller

His birth certificate says 16. His face says 80. His body size says 6. His mind says 35. His medical diagnosis says, “Failure to thrive,” but that’s a lie. Few people you’ll ever meet thrive like Sam Berns.

Ask Robert Kraft, owner of the New England Patriots.

“I get to meet a lot of people in my life,” Kraft says. “But I’ve never met anyone quite like Sam. I love the kid.”

Sam has progeria, which ages him at eight times the normal rate. Even though he’s a junior at Foxborough (Mass.) High School, he looks like a tiny old man. And yet he plays drums in the marching band, umps baseball games, wears his Eagle Scout badge, invents things, makes straight A’s, talks like an after-dinner speaker, and is trying to decide whether to go to MIT or Harvard in two years.

Pray he lives that long.

When Sam was 2, his parents were told that he probably wouldn’t make it past 13, the usual life expectancy for the one in 4 million kids born with progeria.

They were told that he would be a living time lapse. His skin would wrinkle, his eyesight would fade, his hair would go, his nose would break, his head would swell, his face would shrink and there would be nothing they could do about it. There’s no cure.

But Sam’s parents, Dr. Scott Berns and Dr. Leslie Gordon, didn’t listen. If nobody was coming to the rescue, why couldn’t they?

They started a foundation and after years of work, helped identify the gene mutation that causes the disease and the first experimental treatment for it, lonafarnib.

But with Sam’s time running out, they need money — $4 million — to figure out through clinical trial if it’s a cure. That’s where Kraft enters.

Kraft read about Sam in the Foxboro Reporter. This is a man who watches young men perform astonishing athletic feats with their bodies. This is a man who still grieves his wife, Myra, who died two years ago at 68.

In Sam, he must have seen a tragic meld — a young man dying of old age.

He invited him to a Saturday practice, just before the Patriots’ September 29 game in Atlanta, and liked him so much he decided to donate $1,000 for every year Sam had been alive.

But then Sam mentioned his birthday was October 23. Now the donation had to be $17,000. “Smart businessman,” Kraft grinned.

And that was just the start of Kraft falling in love with a young man trapped in a senior citizen’s body.

Kraft: “Who’s your favorite player? I’ll introduce you.”

Sam: “Oh, I could never pick just one player. Football is a team sport.”

So Kraft introduced him to the entire team. He met Tom Brady. Bill Belichick. Everybody. They gathered around and made Sam look even tinier.

Then Sam gave the whole team a speech, telling them how they could strategically beat Atlanta and quarterback Matt Ryan.

“Make Matty Ryan feel uncomfortable … so he throws an interception and we get the ball back. And drive it in.”

The players and coaches stood there scratching their heads at this little old boy who sounded suddenly like Vince Lombardi.

“You’re looking at him and these 300-pound guys are coming at him and he’s got such a calm demeanor,” Kraft says. “We need to keep him alive. We need to keep him strong and healthy.”

And maybe they need to hire him as a coach. The Patriots rattled the Falcons 30-23.

“I should’ve had him at the Cincinnati game,” Kraft moans.

The soup thickened. Sam invited Kraft to a screening of a documentary, “Life According to Sam”, that airs on HBO Oct. 21.

The longer Kraft sat there watching it, the more his wallet itched. The more he learned about Sam, the more he gave. His donation went from $17,000 to $100,000, to $250,000, to, finally, a $500,000 matching donation. Now that’s a movie that can OPEN.

He couldn’t help himself. “I’m looking at him and seeing how smart he is,” Kraft remembers, “how passionate, how full of life.

And I’m thinking of so many other friends I have who are just, ‘Woe is me.’ … I haven’t been moved like this by someone in a long, long time.”

I know what he means. I spoke with Sam for a half-hour and felt as if I was talking to a U.S. senator.

Wait. I felt as if I was talking to somebody with much more sense, charm and polish than a U.S. senator.

“I was so inspired by Mr. Kraft,” Sam says. “Maybe because we’re alike in so many aspects. I’m extremely inspired by how he approaches things and who he is as a person … I am so grateful that he’s given this initial push, this initial mobilization, to finding a cure and helping so many.”

You know many 16-year-olds who talk like that? Or 66-year-olds?

At one point in the terrific HBO film, Sam says, “I didn’t put myself in front of you for you to feel bad for me. You don’t need to feel bad for me … I want you to get to know me. This is my life.”

Where does he get the courage not to feel sorry for himself, or beg for it in others?

“Sometimes I do feel badly,” he says. “When that happens, the first thing I do is accept the fact that I feel bad about it. The second thing I do is remember that most of the time I do feel happy. And that’s how I negotiate through that feeling and get past it.”

See what I mean?

At one point, Kraft showed Sam, a Patriots fan since birth, the three Super Bowl trophies. It filled Sam with awe and hope.

“Hopefully the run isn’t quite over,” Sam told me. “We’re going to try to keep getting better and keep this going.”

Do, Sam. Please do.

Written by Rick Reilly

 

Cindy Glynn
Coldwell Banker American Home
479-586-6262
agentcindyg@gmail.com

Uncategorized July 31, 2023

Monday Morning Coffee 7.31.23

After May’s big surge in home building, things slowed down in June, as Housing Starts slipped slightly for the month. But, looking to the future, single-family Building Permits hit their highest level in 12 months.

The market for new homes is clearly improving. NAHB homebuilder sentiment saw its seventh straight gain in July, hitting the highest reading in over a year, as a solid majority of builders view conditions as good.

Existing Home Sales posted a small decline for June. But, good news for buyers, the median price has fallen a bit the past year. Good for sellers, tight inventories will prevent any large price drops.

Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time. ~ Thomas A. Edison

He was starting a delivery business… he was making a promise to make deliveries faster than his competitors… he had a plan that covered every detail, every contingency, every dollar that would be spent and thus earned, and he knew he was destined for greatness.

After all of his planning, countless hours of work and a grand opening that would launch this new venture into the stratosphere, he received an abysmal 6 orders to start his illustrious career in delivery.

Yes, 6 orders is a few hundred dollars in revenue, and maybe a bicycle delivery company in New York could have survived it, and though it might not pay the bills, maybe a document delivery company in San Francisco could have started with such a slow first day and then made a comeback.

But 6 orders totaling a few hundred dollars in revenue will kill a delivery business with the overhead of Jet Airplanes, a payroll of employees that included highly paid pilots and well, millions of dollars at stake.

Thus, since business did not increase, the life span of this new delivery venture was literally 1 month.

With the intense belief and desire to make his venture succeed, he refined, re-tuned, re-planned and made the changes needed to exceed the original 6 orders.

With a new grand opening, orders did exceed 6, but were still not promising, however, with excellent service, promises delivered and repeat and new business growing quickly, Fred Smith did not have to close Federal Express again, and it did become the success that he knew it could be.

Most people do not know the story behind the story, that Fred Smith and Fed Ex failed so miserably in the first attempt, (really, just 6 orders) that even the staunchest of entrepreneurs would have given up.

What if he had given up after that first embarrassing and abysmal failure? What if?

Cindy Glynn
Coldwell Banker American Home
479-586-6262
agentcindyg@gmail.com

Uncategorized July 22, 2023

Monday Morning Coffee 7.24.23

Black Knight’s home price index hit a new record high in May, showing that last year’s home price correction has now fully reversed. May’s 0.7% monthly gain equates to an 8.9% annualized growth rate going forward.

CoreLogic’s analysis revealed home prices grew in May for the fourth straight month. However, annual price growth dropped below 2% for the first time in 11 years, but CoreLogic forecasts a 4.5% price gain by May 2024.

Zillow reports the typical home value in June broke through $350,000 for the first time ever. The new peak of $350,213 eclipses the prior record set in July 2022 and will hopefully motivate more people to sell.

Obstacles don’t have to stop you. If you run into a wall, don’t turn around and give up. Figure out how to climb it, go through it, or work around it.” ~ Michael Jordan

There was a deep fly ball to right field. The batter had hit it well, but not quite solidly enough to get it over the fence. I watched the action as an umpire — the only one on the field during a slow-pitch softball tournament game.

There was a runner on third base and there was only one out.

I heard the third base coach tell the runner to take his time. Why would a coach ever tell a base runner that?

He told him to take his time because the ball was so well hit. And the coach told the runner to take his time because the right fielder had only one arm.

That arm, of course, had a glove on it. I watched the outfielder catch the ball and the runner tag up at third.

I expected there would be no play at home, but I positioned myself in case just in case there would be one.

The outfielder caught the ball in his glove, flipped the ball into the air while in the same motion throwing his glove to the ground. He grabbed the ball out of midair and again in a single motion threw it towards home plate.

The ball shot towards the catcher like a missile. The runner did not even bother to slide. It would have done him no good.

The catcher was waiting with the ball. The runner was out by so far that he could have just as well been in the next state.

He easily became the third out. From then on the advice from the third base coach in this and every other game was, “Don’t run on the right fielder.”

Becoming a good player had not been a simple task for the right fielder. He was born with only one arm.

It would have been easy for someone so interested in sports, as the young outfielder was, to feel a lot of anger and self-pity.

He could have occupied a seat on the bench and asked himself, “Why me?” over and over again. He could have, but he did not.

He not only played, he played well. He was a leader and was named team captain. He kept the team loose.

He was able to joke about his missing arm like another would joke about his bald head. He admits that he did not get much sympathy, but that was just the way he wanted it. He did not ask nor desire any sympathy.

He had an inner strength that would not allow him to quit. When he set his mind to something, he accomplished his goal. He said often that he was not handicapped- far from it, he was blessed.

He felt truly blessed because he was able to play a game that he loved. He has done well in life. Maybe his experiences in the game of softball helped him to be successful in other areas of life?

Everything we have done in life brings us to the place where we are.

I try always to remember the lesson the young ballplayer taught me.

So whenever I begin to think that the cards are stacked against me; whenever I begin to feel that I am not going to be able to do what I need to do; I remember these words.

“Don’t run on the right fielder.” ~ Andrew Hayes

Cindy Glynn
Coldwell Banker American Home
479-586-6262
agentcindyg@gmail.com

Uncategorized July 18, 2023

Monday Morning Coffee 7.17.23

Residential construction spending unexpectedly increased 2.2% in May, with a 1.7% gain in single-family builds. It was the first monthly gain in a year, as home builders ramp up to meet persistent homebuyer demand.

The National Association of Home Builders’ analysis of Census Bureau data showed that in the first three months of the year, almost 60% of single-family home building activity occurred in counties where baby boomers make up the majority of the population.

Home sale prices are rising again. A national online database reports that nationally the average home sale price came in above the original listing price for the first time since August of last year. 

True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost. ~ Arthur Ashe

You’re a 19-year-old kid. You’re critically wounded, and dying in the jungle in the Ia Drang Valley, 11-14-1965, LZ X-ray, Vietnam. Your infantry unit is outnumbered 8-1, and the enemy fire is so intense, from 100 or 200 yards away, that your own Infantry Commander has ordered the MediVac helicopters to stop coming in.

You’re lying there, listening to the enemy machine guns, and you know you’re not getting out. Your family is half-way around the world, 12,000 miles away, and you’ll never see them again.

As the world starts to fade in and out, you know this is the day. Then, over the machine gun noise, you faintly hear that sound of a helicopter, and you look up to see an un-armed Huey, but it doesn’t seem real, because no Medi-Vac markings are on it.

Ed Freeman is coming for you. He’s not Medi-Vac, so it’s not his job, but he’s flying his Huey down into the machine gun fire, after the Medi-Vacs were ordered not to come.

He’s coming anyway.

And he drops it in, and sits there in the machine gun fire, as they load 2 or 3 of you on board.

Then he flies you up and out through the gunfire, to the Doctors and Nurses.

And, he kept coming back… 13 more times… And took about 30 of you and your buddies out, who would never have gotten out.

Ed Freeman passed away in August, 2008. May he rest in peace.

Ed’s passing did not get much media attention, in a time when the press tends to over-cover a scandal or overdose of a rock star. But his valor was recognized when he was awarded the United States Medal of Honor.

At a White House ceremony in July, 2001, Ed Freeman was presented with the Medal of Honor by President George W. Bush. President Bush said of Freeman on that occasion:

“Army Captain Ed Freeman did something that the men of the 7th Calvary have never forgotten. Years passed, even decades, but the memory of what happened on November 14, 1965 has always stayed with them.

For his actions that day, Captain Freeman was awarded the distinguished Flying Cross, but the men who were there, including the commanding officer, Lieutenant Colonel Bruce Crandall, felt a still higher honor was called for.

Through the unremitting efforts of Lieutenant Colonel Crandall and many others and the persuasive weight from Senator John McCain, the story now comes to its rightful conclusion.

That story began with a battalion surrounded by the enemy in one of Vietnam’s fiercest battles. The survivors remember the desperate fear of almost certain death.

They remember gunfire that one witness described as the most intense he had ever seen, and they remember the sight of an unarmed helicopter coming to their aid.

The man with the controls flew through the gunfire not once, not 10 times, but at least 21 times.

That single helicopter brought the water, ammunition and supplies that saved many lives on the ground, and the same pilot flew more than 70 wounded soldiers to safety.

General Eisenhower once observed that when you hear a Medal of Honor citation, you practically assume that the man in question didn’t make it out alive. In fact, about 1 in 6 never did, and the other five, men just like you all here, probably didn’t expect to.

Citations are also written in the most simple of language, needing no embellishment or techniques of rhetoric. They record places and names and events that describe themselves. The medal itself bears only one word and needs only one, valor.

As a boy of 13, Ed Freeman saw thousands of men on maneuvers pass by his home in Mississippi. He decided then and there that he would be a soldier.

A lifetime later the Congress has now decided that he’s even more than a soldier because he did more than his duty.

He served his country and his comrades to the fullest, rising above and beyond anything the Army or the nation could have ever asked.

It’s been some years now, since he left the service and was last saluted.

But from this day, wherever he goes, by military tradition, Ed Freeman will merit a salute from any enlisted personnel or officer of rank.

Commander Seevers, I’ll now ask you to read this citation of the newest member of the Congressional Medal of Honor Society, and it’ll be my honor to give him his first salute.”

In March, 2009, the U.S. House of Representatives passed a resolution designating the U.S. Postal Service facility located at 103 West Main Street in McLain, Mississippi, as the ‘Major Ed W. Freeman Post Office’.

McLain was the hometown of Ed Freeman, a veteran of World War II, the Korean War, and the Vietnam War.

“It is extremely fitting that we should name a federal building after Major Ed Freeman,” Congressman Mike Simpson said. “It is an honor to have known him, and all Americans should be honored that he served our country and defended her in the manner in which he did. God Bless America and God Bless Ed Freeman.”

Cindy Glynn
Coldwell Banker American Home
479-586-6262
agentcindyg@gmail.com

Uncategorized July 10, 2023

Monday Morning Coffee July 10, 2023

Sales of new single-family homes rocketed ahead 12.2% in May, up for the third straight month. Reasons? The supply of completed homes has more than doubled since the bottom, and the median sale price is 7.6% below a year ago.

Existing home supply remains tight, so the index of signed contracts on those homes dipped in May. But demand is strong, the National Association of Realtors reporting “approximately three offers for each listing.”

The national Case-Shiller home price index moved up in April for the third straight month, though it’s still down a tad annually. The FHFA Index of prices for homes bought with conforming mortgages rose to a new all-time high.

“Don’t be afraid to give your best to what seemingly are small jobs. Every time you conquer one it makes you that much stronger. If you do little jobs well, the big one will tend to take care of themselves” Dale Carnegie

Like any good story, there’s so much more than meets the eye at Kalahari Resorts & Conventions. Owner Todd Nelson, with the help of his family — high-school-sweetheart wife Shari and their five children, Todd Jr., Travis, Natasha, and twin daughters Alissa and Ashley — has grown his business from a pizza pub in Wisconsin Dells to several sprawling properties that received the title of World’s Coolest Indoor Waterparks by Conde Nast Traveler in 2014.

“Kalahari is a result of hard work and love and represents my family’s dream come to life,” said Todd Nelson, owner, Kalahari Resorts & Conventions. “We aren’t content sitting on the sidelines but understand that hard work guided by family principles is the key differentiator that has allowed us to partake on this whirlwind journey. It doesn’t get lost on us how lucky we are — sometimes we have to pinch ourselves.”

In 2020, Kalahari Resorts & Conventions celebrated the brand’s 20th anniversary and opened its fourth property in Round Rock, Texas. The Round Rock location is the new home of America’s Largest Indoor Waterpark Resort – with a true 223,000 sq. ft. of wet and wild fun.

As the owners of Kalahari Resorts & Conventions, Todd and Shari Nelson have been the driving force behind the development, creation and expansion of the brand since its inception in 2000. Todd and Shari met in drivers’ education class and have been together ever since. Entrepreneurs at heart, Todd and Shari started creating business ventures together right out of high school. From a saloon to a pizza place, Todd and Shari worked hard to ensure success in both business and family – they have five children and 13 grandchildren.

“The greatest accomplishment in my life is being able to work with my family. I couldn’t be prouder of my kids. Seeing them grow and learn, not only as people but also as leaders, has been truly exciting. That includes our extended family of awesome management leaders and associates who helped build this dream and will be crucial to any future success.”

Todd Nelson is defined as a leader in the waterpark industry’s consistent evolution and growth due to a myriad of accomplishments and a brand synonymous with innovation. Today, Nelson continues to serve as the brand’s visionary, overseeing the expansion and inventiveness of Kalahari Resorts & Conventions.

He has been honored with numerous industry awards and profiled in many respected media outlets, including BusinessWeekUSA Today, NBC’s “The Today Show,” ABC’s “Good Morning America” and CNBC’s “Mike on the Money.”

The Nelsons are dedicated to philanthropic giving and corporate responsibility. Under the Nelsons’ leadership, Kalahari has worked closely with nonprofit organizations that serve local communities. Kalahari Resorts & Conventions serves as the host of many annual fundraising events, such as the United Way Duck Derby, Golf for a Song, an annual charity golf tournament to raise funds for Wisconsin Dells High School’s marching band, and the annual Andy North Classic at Trappers Turn Golf Club for the University of Wisconsin Paul P. Carbone Comprehensive Cancer Center.

In addition, Kalahari Field, a new synthetic sports field at Huron High School in Ohio, opened thanks to contributions of $500,000 in cash, in-kind donations and fundraising events donated by Kalahari. Kalahari also supports a variety of international organizations, including the Nelson Mandela Children’s Hospital.

Cindy Glynn
Coldwell Banker American Home
479-586-6262
agentcindyg@gmail.com

Uncategorized June 30, 2023

Monday Morning Coffee 7.3.23

Housing Starts shot up almost 22% in May, the biggest monthly gain since 2016 and 5.7% ahead of a year ago. Builders have lots of projects in the pipeline, so building permits rose a less dramatic 5.2% for the month.

The NAHB builder sentiment index hit 55 in June, signaling most builders see conditions as good. Small wonder. The NAR reports “newly constructed homes are selling at a pace reminiscent of pre-pandemic times.”

Even Existing Home Sales gained in May, up 0.2%, and, good news for buyers, the median price was down 3.1%. But prices shouldn’t crater, as there’s only 3 months of inventory, versus 5 months in a normal market.

“America is another name for opportunity. Our whole history appears like a last effort of divine providence on behalf of the human race.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson

“It was at Valley Forge, almost 250 years ago, that the people of the United States proved that they had the courage to be a nation. Valley Forge is known as one of America’s finest hours, but the only battle ever fought there was the battle of hunger and cold and despair.

You see the plains of Valley Forge and Pennsylvania were the last citadels of a dissipated American army. After two disastrous defeats at the hands of the British, General George Washington had led his discouraged troops in retreat to Valley Forge for the winter.

The winds blew across the plains, and temperatures dropped far below zero in one of the worst winters in history. The General himself wrote “There are men in the camp unfit for duty, because they are barefoot and naked.”

The soldiers lived in small huts built of logs and clay. Many sat up all night by the fire because there were not enough blankets. There was near famine in the camp; men went for weeks without meat. But Washington provided strict discipline for strength, and his wife Martha tempered it with tenderness as she moved among the men daily, praying for them.

When spring arrived they took count. One third of the army had died and another third of the army had quit and gone home. The remaining third simply marched out and won the Revolutionary War.

The United States of America was born.

“Happy Independence Day! I hope you enjoy it and appreciate the country you are fortunate to live in.”

Cindy Glynn
Coldwell Banker American Home
479-586-6262
agentcindyg@gmail.com

Newsletter June 23, 2023

Monday Morning Coffee – 3.26.23

Zillow reports home values rose 1.4% from April to May, faster than the two spring markets before the pandemic. Low inventory is the reason, which can lead to “bidding wars as buyers compete for limited options.”

The Mortgage Bankers Association reports purchase loan applications were up 8% versus the week before, and “the average loan size…decreased for the third straight week, as we continue to see more first-time homebuyer activity.”

Homebuyers are on the move. In the first three months this year, almost 60% of all Realtor.com listing page views in the top 100 metros were for homes outside the shopper’s metro, up from the prior quarter and year-over-year.

“You can never do a kindness too soon, because you never know how soon it will be too late.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. It was a cowboy’s life, a life for someone who wanted no boss. What I didn’t realize was that it was also a ministry. Because I drove the night shift, my cab became a moving confessional.

Passengers climbed in, sat behind me in total anonymity, and told me about their lives. I encountered people whose lives amazed me, ennobled me, made me laugh and weep. But none touched me more than a woman I picked up late one August night.

I responded to a call from a small brick four-plex in a quiet part of town. I assumed I was being sent to pick up some partyers, or someone who had just had a fight with a lover, or a worker heading to an early shift at some factory in the industrial part of town.

When I arrived at 2:30 a.m., the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window. Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, then drive away. But I had seen too many poor people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation.

Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door. This passenger might be someone who needed my assistance, I reasoned to myself. So I walked to the door and knocked.

“Just a minute,” answered a frail, elderly voice.

I could hear something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80s stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940’s movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets. There were no clocks on the walls, no knick– knacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

“Would you carry my bag out to the car?” she said.

I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb. She kept thanking me for my kindness.

“It’s nothing,” I told her. “I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated.”

“Oh, you’re such a good boy,” she said.

When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, then asked, “Could you drive through downtown?”

“It’s not the shortest way,” I answered quickly.

“Oh, I don’t mind,” she said. “I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice”.

I looked in the rearview mirror. Her eyes were glistening.

“I don’t have any family left,” she continued. “The doctor says I don’t have very long.”

I quietly reached over and shut off the meter. “What route would you like me to take?” I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds.

She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, I’m tired. Let’s go now.”

We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico. Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up.

They were attentive, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her. I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

“How much do I owe you?” she asked, reaching into her purse.

“Nothing,” I said.

“You have to make a living,” she answered.

“There are other passengers,” I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.

“You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,” she said. “Thank you, Dear.”

I squeezed her hand, then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.

I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly, lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk.

What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done very many more important things in my life. We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.

But great moments often catch us unaware – beautifully wrapped in what others may consider small ones. ~ Arthur Jamison

 

Cindy Glynn
Coldwell Banker American Home
479-586-6262
agentcindyg@gmail.com

 

 

Uncategorized June 20, 2023

Monday Morning Coffee 6.19.23

The Fed Beige Book revealed, “Residential real estate activity picked up in most Districts despite continued low inventories,” while “home prices and rents rose slightly.” This is based on data and interviews from Fed Districts nationwide.

CoreLogic reports U.S. home prices in April were up 1.2% for the month and 2% ahead of last year, representing “above average seasonal monthly gains and a rebound in home prices in most markets.”

Realtor.com notes the number of homes actively for sale in May increased by 21.5% versus a year ago. Homes were on the market 43 days, a bit longer than last year but shorter than pre-pandemic.

Be a yardstick of quality. Some people aren’t used to an environment where excellence is expected. ~ Steve Jobs

The best of the best make their life and work a quest for excellence and that there is a difference between success and excellence.

Success is often measured by comparison to others. Excellence, on the other hand, is all about being the best we can be and maximizing our gifts, talents and abilities to perform at our highest potential.

We live in a world that loves to focus on success and loves to compare. We are all guilty of doing this.

However, I believe that to be our best we must focus more on excellence and less on success. We must focus on being the best we can be and realize that our greatest competition is not someone else but ourselves.

For example, coaching legend John Wooden often wouldn’t tell his players who they were playing each game. He felt that knowing the competition was irrelevant. He believed that if his team played to the best of their ability they would be happy with the outcome.

In fact, John Wooden never focused on winning. He had his team focus on teamwork, mastering the fundamentals, daily improvement and the process that excellence requires.

As a result he and his teams won A LOT.

A focus on excellence was also the key for golfing legend Jack Nicklaus. His secret was to play the course not the competition. He simply focused on playing the best he could play against the course he was playing.

While others were competing against Jack, he was competing against the course and himself.

The same can be said for Apple’s approach with the iPod, iPhone and iPad. When they created these products they didn’t focus on the competition.

Instead they focused on creating the best product they could create. As a result, rather than measuring themselves against others they have become the measuring stick.

We have a choice as individuals, organizations and teams. We can focus on success and spend our life looking around to see how our competition is doing, or we can look straight ahead towards the vision of greatness we have for ourselves and our teams.

We can look at competition as the standard or as an indicator of our progress towards our own standards.

We can chase success or we can embark on a quest for excellence and focus 100% of our energy to become our best… and let success find us.

Ironically, when our goal is excellence the outcome and byproduct is often success. ~ Jon Gordon

Cindy Glynn
Coldwell Banker American Home
479-586-6262
agentcindyg@gmail.com

 

Monday Morning Coffee 6.19.23

Newsletter June 12, 2023

Monday Coffee 6.12.23

Monday Morning Coffee 6.12.23

 

 

Builders ramped up activity in April, sending residential construction spending up 0.5% for the month. Single-family construction spending is still down from a year ago, but multifamily is up.

The Case-Shiller Index reported March home prices rose from a year earlier for the second straight month, noting “the decline in home prices that began in June 2022 may have come to an end.”

One more indication home prices may have turned the corner came when the index of prices for homes sold with conforming mortgages headed up 0.6% in March, hitting a new high, up 0.7% from the prior record.

“Nothing is so strong as gentleness, nothing so gentle as real strength.” – St. Francis De Sales

 

The stories of entrepreneurial greatness and vast successes are inspiring, but people like this, people like Christine inspire as well… Here is her story:

Christine Rowsey didn’t know how she would go on. The last three years had been hard, some of the hardest in her life, but she’d at least felt as if she was making progress toward her goal of becoming a nurse.

She was working full-time to support her 5-year-old son, Bryson, all while taking prerequisite science courses at a community college in the evenings.

Then she was laid off from her job as a financial risk analyst and, perhaps most devastating for a native Detroiter, her car was repossessed.

“I didn’t have any money. I didn’t have anything—just a dream,” she recalled.

That dream came out of the tragic loss of her infant son, Christian, three years before. Christine had been only six months pregnant when she was rushed to the ER with what turned out to be an inflamed gallbladder. Her baby had to be delivered premature.

Christine recovered, but her son was another story. She spent the next seven months in the neonatal intensive care unit with him, as he underwent more than a dozen operations that, in the end, couldn’t save him.

Christine’s main source of support during that ordeal had been the hospital’s nursing staff. “I really loved the way they helped me throughout that time, when there were so many unknowns,” she said.

That’s when Christine had a realization: She didn’t want to be a risk analyst any longer. “I wanted to do something with my life that mattered,” she said. Christine became determined to become a nurse and help people the way she had been helped.

Now despite all her efforts, her work toward that dream had come to a halt, just as she was ready to start nursing courses. How could she continue without a car?

It was then that she discovered the Volunteers of America Michigan’s “Cars Helping People” lot in Pontiac, where donated vehicles are available at fair prices for those in need, and she worked out a reasonable payment plan.

There was no way she would have been able to take her classes without her own car. The VOA program made it all possible.

She was able to enroll in Oakland University’s one-year licensed practical nursing (LPN) program. She took out loans and worried about how she would repay them. She became her class’s star student but struggled to take care of Bryson and study at the same time, and the bills would have to be paid eventually.

“I had the vision, but I wasn’t quite sure how I was going to get it all done,” Christine said. With scholarships, she was able to cover about half of her costs. For the rest, she just had to have faith that “somehow God would provide.”

That’s when Christine found out about another VOA program, the Health Profession Opportunity Grants. She applied and was accepted. The program not only paid for her tuition but offered her a stipend to cover gas and food for Bryson—it even covered fees for her tests.

Christine was also able to link up with Rene DeLoach, a health profession employment specialist for VOA, who guided her and gave her support while she completed her coursework, earned her license and applied for jobs.

“The VOA program was a real blessing. I was at the end of my rope before I found it,” Christine said. “I wouldn’t have been able to continue going to class if VOA hadn’t been there for me.”

Christine now works as an LPN at Riverview Health in Detroit, where she cares for patients on the ventilator floor.

She’s already taking classes toward her RN certificate. Through VOA, she gives talks to young people about the nursing profession.

“Nursing school was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, and VOA helped me through it,” Christine said.

“They helped me rewrite my life, the way I wanted it to be written.” ~ by Dan Hoffman

 

Cindy Glynn
Coldwell Banker American Home
479-586-6262
agentcindyg@gmail.com