Roughly thirty years ago my parents bought a 14 foot wide by 80 foot long mobile home. It wasn’t the original plan.
After they moved to Louisiana they spent several months dealing with some of the crookedest real-estate people you can imagine. For some reason these people thought out of state newbies from Phoenix would be easy suckers. They tried to sell my parents over priced housing in crime ridden neighborhoods, flood prone housing, and my favorite; A fire damaged house where they laid shingles over huge burn holes in the roof. My folks had enough. They bought a mobile home, moved it into a trailer park in Tioga, Louisiana and started hunting for some land. Continue reading “Ta Ta Tioga!”