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Bishop Pierantonio Tremolada , catholic-hierarchy. Nuovi incarichi pastorali 'New pastoral assignments' , publication of the Archdiocese of Milan, December 23, Milano, prete a processo per pedofilia: Nelle intercettazioni sul prete pedofilo spunta il nome di Delpini , by Luca Fazzo, il Giornale. Milano, sacerdote accusato di violenza sessuale.

Witness confirms the abuses ' ]. Abusi, il processo a don Galli: Prete pedofilo e vescovo Delpini. Quel processo segreto in Curia , by Luca Fazzo, il Giornale. That secret process in the Curia']. Molestie su un minore, ultima udienza del processo a don Mauro Galli: Fernando Karadima. Chilean cardinals close to pope stained by abuse cover-ups , by Jason Berry, National Catholic Reporter, April 29, The complete failure with which the Vatican condemned Karadima and accused him of creating "psychological subjects"'].

Abogado querellante caso Karadima: Summary of events: The abuses, including rape, occurred from March to July when the victim was age 15 or Calzada asked that the bishop report the abuse to both religious and civil authorities. The bishop promised to resolve the situation. In early March , the bishop asked Calzada Tamez to sign a letter that had been prepared for his signature.

It said: I completely exculpate him of not going to civil authorities, as I know that he would never agree to be complicit in a situation like this. In compliance with my duty, I have sent the necessary information to the Holy See to carry out a due process, and have also notified civil authorities about these allegations, so that they may be investigated and acted on in accordance with the law.

Pacheco left the seminary shortly thereafter. He is still listed as a member of the clergy on the Piedras Negras diocesan website. Mensaje a la Diocesis de Peidras Negras , midiocesis. El cura, el obispo, el Gobernador: Una cura pederasta de Coahuila, protegido por jerarcas catolicos , by Rodrigo Vera, proceso.

Pide Fiscalia 23 anos para el padre Meno, by Armando Valdes, zocalo. Listecki filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy protection in , saying the move would ensure fair compensation to victims. The filing froze more than a dozen active lawsuits accusing the archdiocese of committing fraud in its concealment of sexually abusive priests. By the February bar date, victims had filed claims of child sexual abuse.

In addition to clergy already publicly accused, the claimants identified in sealed documents at least 75 priests and 25 other archdiocesan employees who had not previously been named publicly as abusers. Dolan explained that the new trust would make the money inaccessible to claimants.

Vatican official Cardinal Claudio Hummes replied a month later, approving the plan. In July Listecki asked the U. Supreme Court to review the March ruling.

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Other victims called the offer inadequate and asserted the need for a review of the plus claims as well as the release of the claims under seal so the plus offenders identified in them would be known. Selected document: Selected Document: Chapter 11 Reorganization , Archdiocese of Milwaukee, January 4, Questions and answers about the archdiocese abuse settlement , by Annysa Johnson, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, August 5, Some victims say archdiocese's plan doesn't go far enough , by Annysa Johnson, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, August 25, The case concerns an alleged priest sex ring that has operated under the archbishop's watch.

The "clan Romanones," a ' conservative spiritualist ' group of priests and laypeople named for Granada priest, Rev. It also ruled that the archdiocese can be held civilly liable. All three men returned to active ministry. Their current assignments are not known. Cano, eldiario, February 23, [Translated headline: Marx spoke to the priest, who denied the allegation.

Between and , prosecutors investigated Otmar M. The multiple allegations of sexual abuse against Father Otmar M. Guidelines for the handling of sexual abuse of minors , by the German Bishops' Conference, September 16, He was removed after parishioners learned the truth through news accounts.

Ryckiewicz was later charged with the sexual abuse of a year-old boy during Five more men came forward to allege abuse as boys by the priest. A priest molested me. He only got Koszalin, wyborcza. The former priest offers two thousand']. Civil trial starts in case brought by paedophile priest victim , Human Rights House Network, June 18, One is in Jail.

Where are the Others? Another hearing in case of priest accused of molesting minor , Human Rights House Network, August 28, The trial of molesting the completed settlement']. Puiggari brought the children to then-archbishop now Cardinal Estanislao Esteban Karlic , who swore them to secrecy. He was allowed to transfer to another diocese and was a pastor until , when his crimes were exposed by investigative journalist Daniel Enz.

In , the criminal case against Ilarraz was dismissed on SOL grounds, but the dismissal was overturned in April , when an Argentine appeals court ruled that SOL did not apply in this case. Ilarraz was ultimately convicted and sentenced in May to 25 years in prison. Detailed Summary of Case of Rev. Abusato 30 anni fa dal parroco mai rimosso, ora interviene il Papa , di Elena Affinito e Giorgio Ragnoli, Cronaca, 05 febbraio [Translated headline: When the pope speaks, priest abuse cases get heard , by Anthony Faiola, Washington Post, March 15, Bishop Lucas Van Looy, S.

Verbeke had sexually assaulted Kitobo for four years, beginning in when the boy was In response, Ghent bishop Arthur Luysterman suspended Verbeke in but left his freedom and priestly status intact. In the meantime, Benjamin Kitobo had moved to the U. Kitobo telephoned Verbeke in Belgium and recorded the conversation.

As of spring , Verbeke was believed to be still a priest, and the bishops who failed to protect children from him retained their standing in the church. Blog interview with Omer Verbeke about his Rwanda activities , bauwens-gent. Centenary of the Archdiocese of Lubumbashi'].

Wat valt er dan verder nog te doen? What else is there to do? SNAP v. Dossier ongehoorzame priester doorgegeven aan federaal parket , Belga via De Standaard, November 25, [Translated headline: Pedofiele ex-priester kan niet meer naar Rwanda reizen , by Kirsten Sokol, Gianni Paelinck, deredactie.

Bishop Yves Le Saux , Comm. The bishops included in this table and in our Database of Accused Priests meet the conditions described in our posting policy. This table and the database do not state or imply that individuals facing allegations are guilty of a crime or liable for civil claims. The reports contained in the database are merely allegations.

The U. Similarly, individuals who may be defendants in civil actions are presumed not to be liable for such claims unless a plaintiff proves otherwise. Admissions of guilt or liability are not typically a part of civil or private settlements. Name and Career History.

As of June , Bernard Preynat remained free. In response, Mario Conti, then-bishop of Aberdeen, said it was " possible " the nuns had mistreated the children: The inquiry website published his written submission and the transcript of his oral testimony: Witness confirms the abuses ' ] Abusi, il processo a don Galli: The complete failure with which the Vatican condemned Karadima and accused him of creating "psychological subjects"'] Exclusivo: Cardinal Sepe's cover-up of a perpetrator priest named Silverio Mura came to light in , when Italian newspapers and then the Washington Post ran stories about Pope Francis's reply to a letter from "Diego," a victim of Mura.

In , both Diego and his psychiatrist had told the archdiocese that Mura had sexually abused him for years, starting in when Diego was Cardinal Sepe's response was to transfer Mura in from his parish to a nearby vocational school, certifying him as "suitable" to teach. Mura worked at the school for a year, and had access to children as young as Sepe finally removed Mura from ministry in , after the pope's intervention.

To date, there appears to have been no sanctions for Sepe or his auxiliary bishop Lucio Lemmo , with whom the victim met in Career History. At The large cheese pizza was 16 inches, the same size as the large at The Next Door Pub. I ordered the pizza half cheese, half super supreme, minus the black olives because those are disgusting no matter what anyone says.

The order-taker struggled with my order. The way I saw it, she had a few different options for my bill. Or she could charge me for the super supreme, and that would be that. I was wounded. But I paid the tab, tipped her for her self-inflicted trouble, and sat down at a table near Brett Favre. It was Then I waited. And waited. I thought the wait was too long, especially for a chain restaurant that should, at this late date in their business history, have the art of quick pizza making well refined.

I also thought of how I received the Next Door Pub pizza quickly, and that turned out to be fatal speed, so I waited. Thirty minutes after I ordered, the pizza was brought to the table. It was large, greasy, well browned, and cut tavern style. It looked pretty good. And it was pretty good. There was a school cafeteria vibe with the crust.

Toppings were applied with a heavy hand, and the cheese was thick, but not so much that it was a burden. It was good because I was hungry, but was it something unique, something worthy of praise? Still, we ate the pizza and were satisfied. The pizza was fine. We do fine really well here. Lakefront buyers know that a hunt for a lakefront house can be fun.

Can, being the operative word there. It could be fun. Should be fun. But often, in this market, it is anything but. No inventory, stubborn sellers, too much competition amongst other, potentially more motivated buyers. But in the process there is an education, as buyers come to understand what it is they should expect at certain price points on this magnificent lakefront.

Enter Park Drive. Park Drive has a three car attached garage, into which you enter off of a private, paver driveway capable of holding several cars. Parking and a three car attached garage? I have a lakefront home built in with Viking appliances and multiple fireplaces and so much glass on that lakeside wall.

Yes, you can find an old cottage on a hill for this price, with those fifty skinny feet and that little pier, but why would you keep looking for that house when this better house is right here, right now, ready for summer ? Three bedrooms, two baths, a three car garage, private pier, huge lakeside deck and patio, 79 feet of dead level frontage, turn key condition. On December 17th, I decided to try the Keto diet.

The timing was complicated, so close to Christmas, a holiday revered in my family for its significance, yes, but also for the candies, the breads, the pies. In spite of the temptations, I adhered closely to this diet. No sugar, no bread, no starch. I was proud of myself for enduring the way I did, steadfastly from that day in December right up until a day during the last week of January when I realized that I am nothing if I not a bread eater.

I like pizza. Quite a lot, but maybe not more than the average American, or European. Even when my wife and I traveled through France last spring, we often found our meal of choice in the shape of a circle. My mother made pizza on Saturdays. A homemade crust, thick and doughy, sauce, and toppings that generally steered clear of anything exotic. Sausage and pepperoni ruled.

Later in my life, I had a wood fired pizza oven built at my house so I could experiment with my own pizza making, the results of which varied wildly from pizza to pizza. Later, I built a fly fishing cabin, and added a wood fired oven to that home as well. My pizza making skills evolved, but consistency still haunts me, even to this day.

Earlier this week, I posted a picture of a floppy slice of pizza on my Facebook page. It was a woeful slice, indeed. I announced the beginnings of a pizza review series, and the response was enthusiastic. Some warned me against local pizza. Go to New York or Chicago for pizza, they said.

This place is the best, some wrote. Try this place, order the pizza well done, someone suggested. Pizza, while not a particular strong suite of the Lake Geneva area, is something that matters. In preparation of my review series, I decided on the process. I will order one large pizza, half cheese and half supreme or whatever the establishment calls their pizza with some vegetables and sausage.

This is what the man says before taking his bite. I know this concept to be preposterous. One bite does not tell the tale of a pizza. What if the first bite is good, but the next thirty-four are mediocre? This will not be a one bite review, this will be a pizza review. How else can a dish be judged?

That brings us to my first google search. This is what I typed into my browser. Tripadviser, Yelp and others told me there was a consistent opinion in our market. With the reviews of the people considered, I made my first decision. This establishment on the north side of Lake Geneva is one that I know well.

The space is quite basic, nothing fancy. A couple of dining rooms and a bar. But at 5 pm on Tuesday night the place was hopping. The clientele was diverse: My son and I were seated at a four top near the front door, and then we waited. Ten minutes later, a waitress made her way to the table and took our order.

We sat and listened to the conversations of the surrounding tables. No one had anything interesting to say. Ten minutes later, the pizza arrived. It felt like it came out a bit too soon. We had waited more than ten minutes for our waters, and expected to wait another 15 or more for the pizza. But ten minutes later, there it was.

A large pizza, half cheese and half garbage, cut tavern style. That style, by the way, is the common style for pizza in the Lake Geneva market. This pizza looked fine, but the cheese on top was quite white. There was no evidence of browning, no bits of char. The crust was limp, as evidenced in that damning photo above.

It was soft, soggy, undercooked. The crust was soft and too thick to be considered proper tavern style, the sauce was a touch sweet, which I actually prefer. The sausage was fine, not too loaded with fennel seed, which is a vile seed that should never again be planted. The vegetables were adequate, not too crunchy, but here they are placed under the cheese and stacked high, which means great care must be made to pull a square of pizza from the plate and not have all of the toppings slide onto the table.

I recognize people love The Next Door Pub. Here we are again. In February. The snow is still flying, but we know what we know. Summer is coming soon. With that in mind, buyers are looking forward to maybe, potentially, perhaps, spending this summer in a different place. In this place. Our place. Many are waiting. But January is spent and February is aging and the wait continues.

Inventory was a concern heading into this new year, but I was more concerned about the stock market. Concerned about stability. The December market slide has reversed course, leaving my worries to the singular: For all of the inventory concerns I had at the end of , the first 42 days of brought eight new lakefronts to market, and several of those were indeed new offerings.

And what of the buyer activity this year? Expect contracts to pick up in February and March as buyers either pounce on new inventory, or realize their options for are going to remain limited and turn to the existing inventory to scratch their summery itch. We meet electronically this morning at a moment of unlimited potential.

As we begin a new year, I sit here ready to work with you to achieve historic breakthroughs for your family, that prized collection of individuals who count on you to ignite their weekend, lakeside dreams. Our fellow Midwesterners are watching us now, hoping that we will not vacation as two parties, some seeking solace on these shimmering shores, and others still wandering blindly towards a great big, unusable lake in a lesser Eastern state, but as one Nation, united in the desire to spend weekends splashing and playing.

The contrast I will lay out this evening is not a Republican agenda or a Democrat agenda, not an agenda for those in Winnetka and another for those in Hinsdale. It is the agenda of the American people, those who have come here, weary of their work and seeking rest. There is a new opportunity in American vacation homes, if only we have the courage to seize it.

Victory is not winning the bid. Victory is winning the bid on the right house, on the right lake, at the right price. This year, we will recognize an important anniversary that shows us the majesty of this great Lake Geneva mission. This year, we mark 23 years since the start of what I would call a most illustrious Real Estate career.

Should I have gone to college and law school? And when this mother searches and strives and brings her family to the lake this summer, and oh so many summers after, this is when the dream of my father, and of her father will have been realized.

Of course, that assumes her father dreamt of this in the way that my father did, but still. The results of this work, of the street plower dutifully fulfilling his pledge, and of the mother looking and then buying the most perfect lake house, is that our market has never been stronger. We have never been stronger. We own the Midwest vacation home market, and it is all but assured that the coming year will be as bright as the years that preceded it.

No, brighter, as if that could be possible. We do not shut off our lights, or turn away any weary travelers just because we are content in our own strength, proud of our resilience and upper bracket liquidity. Instead we offer benevolence to the lake weary, to those who toil and labor in cities and in suburbs, and we offer them shelter because that is what we do and this is who we are.

How can we call ourselves Americans if we do not encourage those with the means to lay down roots near our shores? The only wall that Lake Geneva needs is made of Hydrangea, and it blooms as bright as the faces of our sun-kissed children. The question for us today is actually only for you. If you splash your way through every summer, this is not a charge that you need to consider because you have already passed this greatest test.

The question today is for those who sit at their computers, who sit on their couches, who spend Saturday wondering what Sunday will bring even though you know it just brings a long line and then brunch. Maybe a stroller ride through an insufferable park.

The question is what, exactly, are you doing? Do you not dream our same watery dreams? Do you not wish for your own American dream? This is America, if the entirety of it would be washed in clean water, surrounded by a lush green shore, where every family gets a boat in every slip and some gas in that boat and a few hours of leisure.

This is what we offer, and in the coming months you must make a decision to join us or forever get out of our way. In God We Trust, yes but do we not also trust in blue water and soft summer skies? Do we not trust in weekends that are different than weekdays? In summer that is different than fall? We can make progress this year, together, but we cannot do this without your cooperation.

We can lead you to the water but we cannot make you swim. We cannot simply urge you to join us if you will not make even a modest effort. Do you not aspire to join us in our greatness? But today is for the laborer. The partner and the founder. The director and the vice president.

They rise and they work, and they rise and they work. They wake on Saturday and they pretend that this day is somehow different. That this dream is unattainable. They live as though their pedigree is in question, as though they cannot consider Lake Geneva because of its long enduring reputation as a place for the very best among us.

And so I make this decree, by executive order, under the authority bestowed upon me by myself, I hereby demand every vacation home seeker of some means to at least consider a Lake Geneva vacation home. Your complacency cannot thrive under this bright lakeside sun, and so this command today by me, your market leading agent, shall be followed otherwise the willing dissenters risk being labeled enemy combatants and foist into the darkness of a Pure Michigan weekend.

We may disagree on the course of value, or on the benefits of one shore over the other, or on which restaurant is worthy of our breakfasting intentions and which restaurants are not, but we can agree that Lake Geneva is the place to be. In fact, it always has been, and it always will be. If we can summon the courage to live in a way that finds our weekends at the lake, then we can achieve a new standard of living for the twenty-first century and beyond.

May God bless you, and may God continue to bless Lake Geneva and no place else. Monday we were roused from our slumber by snow, perhaps six inches of it, and we were glad. Or at least my kids were glad, because snow days are to be celebrated. Then the temperatures dropped, and Wednesday school was called, followed by Thursday.

It was terribly cold, but you know this because you were there. Or here. The week was memorable, and in the dark depths of this important winter it would be easy to forget a very basic truth: Summer is coming. This is true, whether it feels true or not. There is no way around it.

Summer will be here soon. January is gone, the boring, tedious Super Bowl is over, and what comes next is easy. It will still be cold. There are months worth of fires left to be burned. There is work to be done, wintery work. Ready or not. I have to tell you this now because now you still have time. If you close in late March or April, that gives you a handful of weeks to prepare your new property for summer.

There are sheets to buy and pillows to fluff. There are walls to paint and cabinets to wash. Hardware should be upgraded, because we all know you cannot abide a full summer with those terrible doorknobs. I like June buyers. Showings are easy and weekends are soft.

June buyers are simple. To be a June buyer is to be motivated, sure, but motivated for what? To close quickly in July and suck a few extra weeks of real summer our of ? How much better it would be to be a February buyer. You see behind the veil. There is no clarity of vision in June, there is only the overwhelming urgency of summer.

The lake is frozen and layered with weekend slush. The driveway is plowed. This is the time of year when social media feeds are filled to the brim with mockery. Mockery of our place, of this place, of the cold. The snowbirds are on beaches, toasting to sunsets.

Karen guessed the exact time the sun set and she won a free T-Shirt!! They offer up lip service to their northern friends. Stay Warm! They say, with their feet in the sand. Another Boring Sunset! Why Do I Live Here? I was driving home last night in a snow squall, the wind whipping across the road, drifts creeping towards the center line. I drove in my car, my steering wheel and seat warm, my four wheel drive confident.

There was no crisis here. I pulled into my driveway and into my garage. I walked into my house and lit a fire. The night would be easy now. The cold outside of no concern. The scenery and the excitement of severe weather both to my liking. If you park your car outside your primary home at night, every night, that might be pretty difficult.

I remember the days of scraping windshields and dead morning batteries, and those times were indeed more difficult than these times. In the same way, if you live in the north and you lack a fireplace, this would make winter far less appealing. Why would you invite this condition upon yourself? We all make mistakes that we have to live with, but no fireplace in Wisconsin?

This is about you, and your vacation home, and how you can enjoy winter without stressing about your vacation home. But today, with temperatures well below zero, I know my little cabin is just fine. Because of technology. Cheap technology. I have a single camera in the house, and a single thermostat. Both connected to a single app on my phone. With this set up in mind, I can look at a live feed of my little cabin living room and know that the temperature outside is , but the temperature inside is This is the lesson.

Times were, vacation homes were drained of water, covered in plastic, and turned off. This would happen in October, and the old cabins would sit, freezing and dry, until the following April, or May. That was nice back then, but this is now. The days of seasonal ownership are long over, as owners have realized that winter here is enjoyable in its own way.

The first step? Leave your heat at 63 degrees or more. Why would you turn the heat lower than that? About that camera. It can be as simple as a single camera that will alert you to motion or sound. Can it nab an intruder for you, too? No, but I find that just a little peace of mind is better than none at all. Keep the heat up, turn the water off.

Check in once a day with your app. And if you do come up for the weekend, be sure to have some firewood. Make that fire. Enjoy that house. And remember, it could be worse, your life could have been reduced to watching a sunset and hoping the waitress calls your name. No one cared about it, then. Cars drove and people walked, stores sold goods and life was as normal as ever.

Things changed when the thing found its way onto the radar, close now. Nebraska, then Iowa. Soon enough, the state line. Cars are driving faster now. Gas stations rationing gas. Five Gallons Per, the sign reads. Women are nervous and in the distance, the sound of a man, gently weeping behind his garage, where his children cannot see his tears.

Emails to check this morning. Trying so hard to find a distraction from the thing. Maybe this email will say something about anything else. Something about the shutdown, about the wall, something about Nancy Pelosi on the tarmac. But no such luck, the topic is consuming. News organizations, once enemies battling for clicks and subscribers, united in this front.

United in their warning. A modern day electronic air raid siren. Nothing else matters. A mighty wind, some would say, maybe the greatest wind ever. Coming off that giant lake, blowing hard, making it difficult to stand. The snow traps your feet, the wind pushes you over.

Be safe, dear friends. Cling tight to your loved ones, to your life. There are few market segments that I find as curious as Geneva National. Under no other particular context does one association make up its own market segment, but here we are, knocking at these gates. The fact that this large association functions as its own market is something that vexes those who live and play there.

Why must a buyer seek out Geneva National specifically if they wish to buy one of those condominiums? Does that buyer know that Geneva National is nicer, and objectively better? For the year just ended there were 81 total MLS sales. The fact that an agent listed two homes as single family might be a sloppy mistake, or it might just drive home the point I made in the opening paragraph.

I think the answer is no. Or at least it should be no. Geneva National is back, and it really is better than ever. Sure, there are still lots that can be bought for the price of a high mileage used Corolla. But the market has mended, and the volume from is a sure sign that things are back to stable. Broad market activity is terrific, but the real positive out of Geneva National in was an increase in upper bracket liquidity.

To understand how far Geneva National has come, you need only look back to That year was likely the bottom of the last market cycle, and during that dark year Geneva National closed just 35 single family and condominium properties. For each of the last two years, GN has closed over 80 such properties. Current inventory is low, but there are several high dollar properties on the market today that will test the continued momentum of this large association.

Or will those higher value buyers continue to opt for the lakeside lifestyle that the Lake Geneva lakefront and lake access market provides? When we entered , we knew we had some inventory problems. This was widespread throughout the vacation home market, from entry level cottages to lakefront estates.

What we also knew was that buyers rarely find the patience to stand back and wait for the perfect piece of inventory, instead they tend to wait for a bit, and then default to the next best thing. If you were looking for a lake access home with boat slip last year, you know how difficult the hunt was.

The good news is that we can now test our theories: The good thing for is that our model held up. Low inventory in the single family lake access market propelled sales of lakefront condominiums to a multi-year high. During we closed 15 total lakefront condominiums, up from 12 in and eight in If we look deeper into the trend, we know that buyers have shown an increased desire to be walking distance to downtown Lake Geneva.

Guess what? It did. Vista, congratulations on There were no sales at Somerset, Harbor Watch or East Bank, those three higher value condominiums on the eastern shore. At the Fontana Club, over in Glenwood Springs, there were two sales, though the sales were of the same double unit. Then the owners renovated it, and put it back for sale in the fall.

Some buyers, if faced with a lack of inventory in their target segment, will reach up. Lake Geneva can do that to a person. Prices have lagged in the lakefront condo market even as the single family homes have appreciated. That creates some value, and when you combine value with inventory, you have the makings of a terrific year. We know the trend. Delavan is full of construction, Lauderdale, too.

Heck, even Lake Como has a strong movement of new construction. Gentrification, is good, everyone except the hipsters say. Out with the old and in with the new, this is our progress. This is what we were made for. To improve, to manipulate, to grow. I left my office this week in the rain and drove around the lake.

Down the roads that lead to nowhere, around the corners where the summer lives. If you care about this scene, fight against density. And the city hassles over permit applications, for shame. This site is unique, more like Malibu than Lake Geneva, and I have no doubt that the finished product will be beautiful and well executed.

The lakefront has plenty of new construction, this you can see. But in other ways, it sure would be nice to have a panel to look over these builds before they rise. The issue I have is when smaller lots are created out of old plat standards. The houses that tend to be built on the smaller lots rarely fit the neighborhoods.

Root for less density. Root for fewer associations. Fight against keyhole developments much like the one proposed for Basswood last year. The year just ended was, by most accounts, a good year. How much more deserving of proper critique and detail is an entire year of our lives?

The year? It was pretty good. We started with light inventory, just ten lakefront homes were available at the onset of , and that limited inventory forced me to worry about what the year was going to look like. I knew there were buyers, plenty. I knew we had pending sales to give us a nice start to the new year. And I knew the stock market looked stable on the heals of a Federal tax cut.

The buyers. See, a Lake Geneva lakefront buyer is generally only a Lake Geneva lakefront buyer. But that motivated dedication only lasts for so long. But after time, that passion erodes into frustration, and frustrated buyers have a tendency to wander. Why spend so much effort waiting for a perfect lakefront on Geneva when Michigan has a whole state full of average vacation homes?

I know, and you know, and that buyer used to know, that a Lake Geneva lakefront is not like any other lakefront. But desperate times call for desperate measures, and I worried that the desperation of would lead some buyers astray, and no doubt it did. But the year just ended with 23 lakefront sales 24 with the vacant lot included , including two in the South Shore Club and one in Buena Vista technically not private frontage.

That number is down from the total, but considering the limited inventory, that number is a terrific total. In all, we printed feet of lakefront shoreline, up from the total, but less than the total of That includes one lakefront vacant lot on the North Shore.

We sold just over two million square feet of lakefront land mass, and more than , square feet worth of living space. The lakefront loves its price per foot PPF measurement, that is, the total value of lakefront sales divided by the total amount of lakefront feet sold, this we all know.

For the buyers who think this market has spiraled upward and out of control, consider those numbers. Does that seem like unsustainable, unwarranted price growth? The remainder of the lakefronts fell into somewhat familiar price categories. Does that mean the value of lakefront land actually decreased in ? Of course not.

None of these metrics individually tell the story, which is why to judge the performance of our lakefront market you need to figure and consider all of them. Today, there are just nine lakefront homes for sale on Geneva. Of those, the least expensive is listed over three million dollars.

The recent tumult of the stock market is a difficult situation for the lakefront market. With this in mind, our stable of confident lakefront owners will find a few who dislike what they see, and those few might offer up some inventory that will appeal to the buyers. To be certain, there are plenty of buyers still.

Pray for this man, and his family. I think buyers will be a bit more shrewd in this new year than they were last year, but I have a bold prediction to make: The market is going to provide inventory. Flat, in fact, is good. The stock market is going to either go up or go down, but one thing will remain.

People want something more. They want a place that means something to them, and to their families. They want to enjoy their wealth. I wish you a meaningful Christmas week with your family and friends. On feelings. Which is why I told my daughter on Friday morning that we would not be cutting down our tree that day. Who could think about cutting a tree down under that blistering sun?

Only a fool would cut down a winter tree on such a warm day. My daughter was distraught by the news, even as we spent some of that morning skiing the melting slush at Alpine Valley. Saturday was colder, but still warm. Sunday was chilly in the morning, and knowing I was running out of time to continue this tradition, we loaded up the Gator and drove down the road to pick, cut, and haul the tree that would become our Christmas Tree.

Fast forward. I sawed the tree down, we hauled it back on the roof of our UTV, my daughter beamed. I trimmed the trunk, crammed it into the heavy iron base, and in spite of five watchful eyes, the final adjustments to plumb and level left us with a tilting fir. The tote of lights was pulled from the corner of the basement, and the light checking process began.

First strand. At least a few of them did. The next strand, nothing. And the third and fourth, nothing. A few more half strands, a few more duds. When the lights were all checked there were three sections in the working pile and ten in the garbage pile. The lights that I bought last year, carefully unwound and stored in my lidded tote, were duds.

Walmart could save us from the darkness, but when I stood in the light aisle, jostling for position and staring at the bounty of different lighting options, I felt uneasy. I know not to buy colored lights. I know not to buy flashing lights. The strobe effect is dizzying.

There were LED and green wires and white wires, and larger bulbs and smaller bulbs. Bulbs shaped like teardrops and others shaped like gum balls. Some smooth and others rough like a cheese grater. I surveyed the wall of lights. My daughter stood back, silent, knowing this was a decision for a father. For a man.

My wife had mentioned some lights she liked in the RH catalog. I settled on some LED lights that promised 25, hours of lighting. The bulbs were shaped, the glass etched, they were fancy. Expensive, considering the other lights on those shelves. I felt like I was doing the right thing, right by my daughter, right by my wife, right by the planet, on account of the LED.

The six boxes were enough, if a bit light, as I should have bought seven. Maybe eight. Now all we needed was an extension cord. After scouring the Christmas Totes, we had none, but we did have those left over strands of lights from last year, so we used that twinkly section to connect the outlet to our new, beautiful LED lights.

There was no hurrah, no particular fanfare. No Griswold moment of delayed satisfaction. But when I plugged in those lights something awful happened. The LED bulbs turned on. Their eery, cold light pushed through the pine needles, barely. The late afternoon sun was fading by then, but the now lit tree somehow made the room darker.

They looked white on the box. They looked white when we put them up. But now electrified, they were blue. I checked the remnant boxes that were scattered on the floor. Cool White. I bought Cool White LEDs, which are cleverly named because no one in their right mind would buy blue Christmas lights.

No, his greatest trick was labeling blue lights Cool White. In real estate, you either win sometimes or you lose sometimes. There is no such thing as winning or losing. Losing, a bit. Both, often, at the same time.

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