“Flo……could you please come over and take me to the bank? I need to get some cash for my trip back up to Michigan.”
I had sold her Venice Florida home and she was moving up by her family in a couple days after we close on her home.
It often happened that my listings came from people who had lived in this beautiful land of sunshine and flowers many enjoyable years, when they realized they needed to be back up north close to family for some assistance in their everyday living.
This dear sweet lady was 82 years old, had lost her husband and she didn’t drive. When she called me to list her home to sell, she had been walking over a mile to a market to buy her groceries. And I don’t know where all else she walked taking care of her business.
Like many other real estate agents, I often did things to help my clients. This was kinda the norm in Florida. So I took her grocery shopping, other places she needed to go and I took her to the closing.
Just a few days before her closing while I was at her home she went into her bedroom and from the closet brought a big brown paper bag to the living room where I was sitting.
She sat in a chair close to me and started taking boxes out of the bag. I read the price on the boxes. The six dolls standing were priced $8.97and the two sitting down $4.97. She had obviously had them a very long time.
