Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Not that playing golf was that unusual. But on this particular day Tom played golf with Jack Lee.
Jack was selling real estate and he said, " I have a property to show you and Helen."
That afternoon in March of 1994 Jack took Tom and me to see a lovely old horse farm of 12 acres with a small white house in the front and rolling pastures in the back. "You can turn around and sell the little house with a couple of acres. Then you can build a big family home in the back" Jack suggested.
We liked it. We hadn't really been looking for a new place. But it was a lovely piece of property in the Westwood school district. And if we changed our minds we should be able to turn around and re-sell it pretty easily.
"Oh, no!" Jack said, "There are 3 other couples looking at this particular property. If you think you want it, you need to come back to my office right now and place an offer!"
Whoa, Jack! I don't buy a pair of shoes that fast!
But Tom and I followed Jack back to the office in deep conversation. Thoroughly caught up in the moment, we agreed. We put down a low offer, not really expecting to be taken seriously.
At dinner that night we got a phone call. Our offer was accepted...?!
We were somewhat stunned. As we lay in bed that night I said with a bit of astonishment... "Tom, we're landowners."
We woke up that morning not expecting anything special. We went to bed that night - landowners.
This was, in many ways, the beginning of our bike ride across America.
And I wasn't even a biker yet.