
Originally Posted by
kygorski
In the mid sixties, during a housing boom, we decided that we would buy a new home.Seen our [not mine] dream house. We went to a meeting with the loan officer, who told us he was going to decline on giving us a mortgage, and then he explained why. He said we were qualified to some extant, VA loan,but we would become house poor.thetre would be very little left for the nicer things in life, and any calamity would wipe us out. My wife said she could go back to work[we had two small children at the time], he then pointed out that fact, that even with her wages, the cost of her going back into the work force would not really help our situation. he adviosed us to start with a lesser home, where we could enjoy it till the time for an up grade.. It hurt the wife, but we found a home, a little older, and the same banker gave us the mortgage. that house kept our asses dry in the rain, warm in the winter and cool in the summer. It ws one block fro a parochial school, and later just a half hour walk fro a good high school. I was able to buy a boat, several new cars, and watch both the "kids" graduate from college. We were able to take week long vacations, and live through several bad expierences. . Was able to take a bus to work, shop at several good groceries close to home, Now this banker did tell us that therebwere other lenders who would qualify us, but after some soul searching we took his advice. It's too bad there weren't that many honest lenders during the housing scandal that happened later.