
In the last two weeks I have knocked on over 200 doors in rural Bainbridge. In so doing I've also put these residences on the Census Bureau's map (sometimes correcting and updated this map) via a hand held GPS. Those are the only details I am allowed to share, but you can rest assured that the tax dollars being spent on this massive project are well used.
I expect my Honda's starter will fail much earlier that it should have--I have to make a choice to turn off the ignition or leave the engine running as I walk through neighborhoods I never dreamed existed, neighborhoods only suggested by unpaved roads disappearing in the trees.
This is a remarkable place. It's possible to buy land hidden from every well-traveled road and build a modest cottage or a mansion. And you don't have to post your address on your home, either (a genuine annoyance, actually the only complaint I have about this assignment, since it takes time to puzzle out which home is which).
Here's the claim I'll make. I have seen more homes in two weeks than I have in eight years as a REALTOR. I think I know the neighborhoods I've canvassed better than (a) any other REALTOR on the island and (b) any of the people living in the neighborhood.
I realized when I was selected for this position that I was being given a remarkable opportunity for my profession. I'm glad I took it!
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