I was putting my garbage out at the side of the road in my Brookswood neighbourhood when a Lexus stopped and a tinted window slid down. An Asian gentleman asked, 鈥淎re you moving?鈥�
鈥淣o,鈥� I laughed, 鈥淚鈥檓 putting my garbage out.鈥�
鈥淒o you want to sell your house?鈥� he asked. 鈥淚 am looking for property in this area.鈥� 鈥淣o, it鈥檚 not for sale,鈥� I said, and I turned to go.
鈥淓verything is for sale,鈥� he said persistently. 鈥淐an I come in and take a look?鈥�
I smiled and waved and walked away. It鈥檚 not about money. Houses in our neighbourhood have been selling fast for ridiculous money in the last month.
I鈥檓 just lazy. Selling would mean searching for another place, reorganizing finances at the bank and, worst of all, packing and getting rid of stuff.
I don鈥檛 need all that stress in my life, sitting on my deck or under the trees in my backyard is worth an awful lot and I鈥檓 just plain happy where I am. I鈥檓 not sure how a lot of cash and a lot of stress could improve on that.
I鈥檝e been in my current home for 23 years and it seems that families don鈥檛 stay in one place for a long time any more. We used to see a couple buy a home, add on when the kids came, renovate and stay for years. It was news when someone said, 鈥淥h, newcomers bought the old Simpson place.鈥�
I purchased my first 91原创 home in 1972. It was a two-bedroom, basement home on a half-acre of land for $16,500. I remember my wife and I, who were both working, sitting at a table with a pencil and paper and calculating if we would be able to make the $210 a month mortgage payment.
Financial experts will tell you that real estate is never a bad investment but I can鈥檛 imagine a young couple today sitting at their computer calculating the mortgage on an $800,000 home, which would be somewhere around $4,000 a month.
But, they鈥檙e no doubt making more than the $1.68 an hour I was making in 1972.
I don鈥檛 like to see once sturdy old barns collapsing in decay or old family homes being loaded into demolition trucks, piled on top of mature rhododendrons, azaleas or rose bushes. All of those family memories are just in the way and the land will sit vacant and fallow, waiting for the zoning to change so the condos can go up.
Between 1890 and 1914, the Canadian government was luring immigrants by offering 160 acres of land in the Prairie provinces for $10.
No doubt any promotional photos were taken in August.
More than 200,000 people from Europe and the Ukraine took the offer and moved here.
I am always in awe of stories of people who packed everything they had into trunks, sailed across the Atlantic, spent a week on the train and came to the Fraser Valley to start a new life. Now, foreigners drive up in expensive cars and offer us cash for our homes.
I watched developers cut down a stand of magnificent trees, haul out the topsoil and grass, haul in gravel, build a concrete and wooden structure, pour cement and blacktop the lot.
Then they called the complex Nature鈥檚 Walk.
No, everything shouldn鈥檛 be for sale, we shouldn鈥檛 put a price on our lifestyle.
At least that鈥檚 what McGregor says.
