A $10 million estate is for sale in Fort Worth. It’s being advertised as having once been owned by Amon Carter. It never was.
If you’re going to lie about who used to own your house, maybe don’t claim it was the guy that founded the local newspaper. From the Star-Telegram:
Marilyn Hoffman, broker/owner of Hoffman International Properties, which is listing the property, said that until the Star-Telegram called and questioned the ad’s accuracy, she was unaware that Carter was never the owner.
The property is now owned by Gary and Nancy Fritchen, where they operate Fritchen Outdoor Creations nursery. They bought the property in 2006 from the developer South Chisholm Ridge Ltd., according to deed records.
Hoffman said the current owner told her and the listing agent, Alicia Hipps, that the property was once the Amon Carter estate. They had no reason to doubt it, Hoffman said.
“That’s what they were told when they bought it,” Hoffman said. “He was told Amon Carter lived there. We take the seller’s word for it. We can’t check everything. As a broker, we’re not obligated to check on something like that.”
Next time I’m selling a house, I’m going to tell my agent that George Washington slept there.
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I own a place in Arkansas. When I sell it I’m gonna say that Bill Clinton slept there. Hey, it coulda happened!
My experience with Marilyn Hoffman is that she is a fake and a fraud. She donated a weekend at her “mansion” in Kentucky to drive her “vintage jaguar” and attend VIP seats at Keeneland. I bought that item at a local charity auction and here’s what we got: The mansion was a dumpy, dirty apartment with dead flies everywhere, dried toothpaste in the dirty bathroom sink, sour cream, diet coke and other food in the fridge that had been EXPIRED more than two years and a “a vintage” Jag with expired tags and a dead battery. Her apartment was FILLED with those photos of her on that horse, many of the same photo over and over throughout the apartment. Tickets to Keeneland her literally 50 cent general admission tickets. She was completely unwilling to accept the poor circumstances or repay the charity. She asked me to spend my money to Fed Ex the keys to the next poor sclump who bought the auction item. I gave her the choice of paying for that Fedex herself or fishing the keys out of the Dallas County dump.