Compared to the last couple of years, the real estate market may seem to be very quiet, but it is really just more of a return to the normal ebb and flow of the real estate market. Our busiest times of year have always been from January through March/April with September and October typically a bit more quiet. Compared with the Covid era, it is a stark comparison, but we are pretty much back to our normal market in terms of our out of state visitors. Since the beginning of the year, when compared to the same time from January through the end of August of the previous year, Charlotte County did experience over 15% fewer homes being sold, but those decreases only accounted for an approximate 5.00% decrease in the overall price of a home. On the other hand, condominiums prices in Charlotte County rose slightly by 2.70%.
In the boating and golf communities of Punta Gorda Isles and Burnt Store Isles, there were over 25% fewer homes sold through the end of August, but the average selling price only decreased by 6.00%. Condominiums in the same area also had fewer sales with the average selling price dropping by 10%.
While Sarasota County’s average selling prices stayed pretty consistent from the previous year, overall this year’s comparative figures are skewed by inflation and higher interest rates. Someone financing a home this year compared to interest rates during the pandemic are going to have significantly higher mortgage payments. With the “panic buying” that went on during the pandemic now being a thing of the past, buyers today are going to factor in the higher interest rates and costs involved in remodeling a home. The end result is list prices ae going to have to become more realistic to attract buyers, or sellers will have to be more willing to accept lower purchase offers than they did during the past few years.
Does this mean our market is in trouble? If you are looking for some encouraging news and take a look at all the large tracts of land being developed, and the big box stores continuing to expand their presence in the area. Coupled with the political climate and high cost of living up north, we may experience some market adjustments, but overall our cost of living and quality of life will insulate us from those downturns better than most.
For the past month, I’ve been desperately searching for something inspiring to write while recovering from rotator cuff surgery. It’s not how I envisioned spending my summer, but I’m far from unique, as almost everyone I meet has undergone the same surgery at least once! I guess it is somewhat like a rite of passage, although given an option, I would like to have passed through something more pleasurable. As I mentioned in my previous newsletter, there is always a silver lining to every challenge we face. For me, it is twofold, with the first being a reprieve from my wife’s ever-growing honey-do list, which appears to be gaining interest. The second has been a bit of a challenge, as I’ve tried to reflect on other things that would bring enjoyment now that I’ve been forced to limit my outdoor activities.
Every generation has its favorite recording artists and songs, and while some may disagree, music is a language that touches the soul. It’s perhaps one of the last avenues where people can communicate with each other and where emotions and beliefs can be expressed often without fear of a harsh response. Music makes my heart sing, and I find it takes you on a journey through your life. Most people I know can tell you where they were or what they were doing when a particular song they heard hit the airwaves. While listening to music at home or on a road trip is gratifying, there is nothing like seeing your favorite songs performed live.


Almost two years ago, my wife signed us up as members of St. Andrew’s South Golf Club, as it occurred to her I was spending too much time sitting behind a computer or working late into the evening, and my only outlet was doing yard work. Somewhere along the way, I became my father! I wasn’t doing anything fun in my spare time. Try explaining that to someone who spends half their year bundled up during the winter months, and they’ll think you lost your mind when you live on the water and close to a host of golf courses. Sure, there are more challenging courses than St. Andrews; for years, when asked why I didn’t join, I would tease and tell them that due to the relatively flat terrain of the course, that’s where they used to host the areas Greyhound races. Now before you think, “This guy must be some golfer,” let me tell you this course has gotten the better of me in more ways than one. While St. Andrew’s South may not be hosting the U.S. Open anytime soon, this club is second to none in terms of the people we’ve met and the friends we’ve made.
Golfers have their unique brand of humor. They can hit a great shot and tell you it’s just another of the many great shots they routinely make. And no one is quicker to tease you about the shot you just hit into the water or lost in the trees than the guys in your foursome. This may sound cruel to some, but that makes the sport so much fun, and the guys I play with will never miss an opportunity to celebrate your crummy shot. While there is no shortage of sarcasm, they are equally supportive of the good ones too….or at least they feign they are!
While the rest of the neighborhood was sound asleep, I was entertained by some shows and comedians we grew up watching. Between all the documentaries and infomercials, it was as if they were all waiting for me. There was Groucho Marx, All in the Family’s Archie Bunker, Sanford and Son’s Redd Foxx, Don Rickles, Robin Williams, Eddie Murphy, Richard Pryor, Rodney Daingerfield, and George Carlin, to name a few. Shows and comedians I hadn’t seen in what seemed like decades not only took my mind off the discomfort I was experiencing but somehow made me realize the stark difference in the things that entertained us back then and how many of those things couldn’t be said today. How did we become so thinned-skinned that we couldn’t laugh at ourselves or gain a better understanding of life’s injustices without going into the frenzy we see today? Can we blame it all on the media?
We had friends who were politicians and others whose political opinions differed from ours. Maybe it was a time when we didn’t feel like doomsday was right around the corner and the president our friend supported was in the process of driving the train over a cliff. To this day, we still can discuss our differing viewpoints without the thought of a friendship being compromised. I always felt it was better to listen and learn from other people’s experiences, which made the shows I mentioned earlier so special. While most watched them for entertainment or just a laugh at the end of a long work day, I developed an even deeper appreciation of them during these overnight hours.
Don Rickles was an equal opportunity insulter. He made fun of every nationality and race you could imagine. If the celebrity guest or audience member wasn’t quick enough to catch on to his insult, he called them a “moron.” He always followed up with, “You know I’m kidding,” and then would roll his eyes to confirm that person was a moron. Try saying that to someone you don’t know today and see the response you get.
I saved George Carlin for last, as he was perhaps the best regarding social commentaries. In an article written by Helbert Enrique Asprilla, entitled “Why George Carlin Is My Dead Mentor,” he reflects on the life of the late George Carlin, who was known for his “thought-provoking, stand-up comedy, tackling topics such as politics, languages, and the human condition.” Asprilla continues by saying, “Carlin offers a wealth of knowledge and insight, challenging social norms and encouraging us to think critically about the world around us. Whether through his commentary on politics and government, his observations on the human experience, or his critiques on authority and institutions, Carlin’s comedy has much to teach us about the absurdity of the world and the importance of questioning the status quo.” In one of his routines, “Life is Worth Losing,” Carlin relates, “We’re all just temporary custodians of our bodies…we’re just passing through, and this is just a stop along the way.” Asprilla concluded, “Carlin’s perspective on the fleeting nature of life can help us appreciate and make the most of the time we have, rather than getting caught up on the trivialities and materialism of the world today.”
Join the adventure that started as a spontaneous act over 30 years ago. Picture this: a group of friends led by the daring Punta Gorda attorney, Michael Haymans, decided to honor Independence Day by embarking on an extraordinary journey. They set out to conquer the 1.5-mile stretch across the majestic Peace River, inspired by tales of bygone generations who viewed this as a rite of passage. Little did they know that their audacious endeavor would blossom into something truly remarkable.
Word quickly spread about their exhilarating escapade, captivating the imaginations of those who yearned for a taste of the extraordinary. The flame ignited by Haymans and his comrades burned brightly, captivating hearts and minds. Today, an awe-inspiring spectacle unfolds on the waters of Charlotte Harbor—the renowned Charlotte Harbor Freedom Swim. An astonishing gathering of 1,000 to 1,500 individuals, adorned with red, white, and blue, come together for a remarkable celebration of freedom.
What sets this event apart is the absence of rigid regulations. Common sense and courtesy serve as the guiding principles for participants. And remember, it’s always wise to swim with a buddy, ensuring safety and camaraderie throughout the journey.
To reach the starting point, venture to Live Oak Point Park, nestled at 5100 Tamiami Trail in Port Charlotte. Park availability is limited due to nearby construction, so we recommend an alternative approach. Consider parking at the end point of your grand aquatic journey—Fisherman’s Village. From there, arrange to be dropped off by car, boat, or even an Uber at the Freedom Swim’s starting location. Alternatively, you can park across the bridge in Punta Gorda and take a delightful stroll to the put-in site, immersing yourself in the anticipation that hangs in the air.
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