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    What This Realtor Really Thinks!


    Good Agents, All Shapes & Colors 

    Lately I've been lucky to place several referrals with agents I'm so proud to recommend. Performance third party is not easy and to extend care to an agent in another state while providing care to a client or customer as if they were one's own? This is one action within the industry that I believe allows me real pride in my profession. Thanks so much to Anja, Geri and my own Greg for the extra time, care and good negotiation on behalf of my people. I'm a full blown peony myself with a slight tendency to become a thistle.

    Politics affect my work, past and present

    Reading the New York Times this morning, I noticed an OpEd written by a Congressman from the section of NY where I spent most of my life, working, selling real estate and raising my children. Old Republican thinking dominated that area - I watched successful young businessMEN hired by large companies, Corning, Kodak, Dresser, literally change their voter status in order to be accepted. The corridor from the border at Pennsylvania to Lewis County in the north (straight up through Rochester, Buffalo) falters, fails, suffers. Sporting cultural problems as well as geographic difficulty, the area remains "parented" by Republican leadership. So ridiculously sad. Here's the article written by Congressman Chris Collins - who was then cremated by NYTimes readers, including me: My comment published this morning: jude Fishkill, New York 25 minutes ago The readers of the New York Times represent not only the best minds in the city, but the best readers in the country. Did you notice, Mr. Collins, that not one reader/commenter (hopefully you follow your writing follow up?) NOT ONE, agreed with your thinking. Then we notice you are a Congressman from an area of the state that suffers in so many ways from Republican lack of concern, and leadership . . . suffers from obstruction. And you assert Donald Trump will care about UPstate NY! Astounding. Do some homework.

    New York Ways

    I've been following the best idea I've seen on Social Media (facebook +), by super agent Eileen McGrath (yep, family) locally using where she lives as "advertising". Logging day by day in numbers, photos of local interest, she's sure to draw a buyer in this effort. After spotting a good looking reason to be here, she takes the shot, hashtags it up and voila! It works. Need to send this back to my Louisville friends . . . those who are good at what they do!

    Great effort Eileen McGrath! Broker with Douglas Elliman in Westchester . . . Katonah is lucky to have her focus! Here's a link to her facebook post:


    In real estate, there may not be anything more impressive than an auction that works well. That would be what is called an ABSOLUTE auction where the bidders force the price above the appraised value and reward the seller with a price beyond what was expected followed by a payout which eliminates any further responsibility. It's quite thrilling. The most visible example of how finely this might be done is a Sotheby's effort, an indoor sale. In real estate both indoor and outdoor gavel pounding results occur.

    I write as the part seldom apparent MUST be explained to the owner of property by the Auctioneer hired, contracts are then signed binding both parties. The most freeing method for the Auctioneer is for the seller to sign and step aside from all activity. From the first moment until the check is in hand at the end? I say Ha! Most sellers care too much for their asset to allow such freedom, but some auctioneers say what they must to keep the seller at bay and out of the way. Alarmingly, the risk is then managed in a one sided affair, costs kept to a minimum to the full advantage of the agent charging 10 to 12% with owner paying for extras? Often teams of workers are promised, when only one shows up, advertising promised and only a sign is used and the internet exchange, all efforts going to the "day of". When it works - it's grand, when it doesn't, the Auctioneer is exposed, somewhat liable, and a few -- don't care, get away with the effort, are paid in spite of anything less than best that has occurred.

    Lesson to owners - stay involved, demand presence and accountability, repeat what was promised, run your own position to the max and be proud of your ability to do so. Most importantly, pay attention to the timeline and if anything less than the contract and verbal promises begins to occur, remember you have the right to fire the agent - maintain that from the start within the contract! You have the responsibility beyond ownership to know, to watch, to keep the faith. Bring your own GAVEL!

    A Slight I Can't Forget!

    too much! just like the owner Janice Wiseman called me from Rhode Island to say she was moving to Louisville and soon, but there were some complications. Most of the conversation had to do with how special her possessions, and therefore, Janice as the wise collector not to mention the glorious location of her current home and position in the world of . . . . Not long after (we had sold her kids a home a few years before, Jordan and I) Janice and Charlie came to Louisville with a wish to live in an historically significant house (no less). The search began. They visited many times, often changing area and criteria - not a problem I would say. My weekend would be theirs. I don't think in a year's time, we ever skipped a beat regardless of the wildly careening search for specialness. It was clear Janice wanted a house to match her image of herself and her "significant things". This effort lasted more than a year and the house in Rhode Island was NOT selling. I even engaged that agent at Janice's urging.

    It all fell apart and they retreated back to Rhode Island to sit out the lull in the market there promising to resume with us when a break occurred. I stayed in touch via e-mail, feeling confident that our attention to their every wish would secure a purchase in the future. WHAM. A sudden notice of a sale NOT in an area we had considered took place with an agent known for stealing buyers at OPEN HOUSES. Jumped ship, they did. Dumped, we were. I protested quickly and loudly directly to them. Learning quickly, this same woman, needed to remain important in the eyes of the new agent whose listing she now wanted, she chose to buy and re-shine, re-engage, become important from a fresh perspective. We lost. I could not invoke the privilege of my invested time, she made it clear she would say my services were no longer sought. No one owns a buyer. I did complain about the realtor, but she was used to the complaints, plus everyone already knew the established habit. Black marks were her trade.

    Now, years later, they've moved again, buying a condo and ushering in all their relics and antiques and special objects, with featuring the finished product. I couldn't resist commenting; writing as favorably as I could muster, only calling upon the word loyalty once and being much more kind in my view than my eye would ever agree. The placed is crammed with like and ancient woods - I cannot imagine living in such a stuffed closet feeling space nor with such lack of versatility. A matter of taste, of course. Self importance reigns in this condo space, the flea market lovers respond with glee, while I remember these people. Unkind, self important, thoughtless of other's time. I only bow to Charlie's talent in doing as he's commanded. There, I've said it all, at last. Louisville, my home, now houses the HOUZZed Weismans. In case you want to admire, Janice would love you to do so - she likes being admired: