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APPRAISAL BUZZ FALL 2019 | 45
Several years ago, I was contacted by a woman that
was going through a divorce and needed an appraisal
for separation of marital property. I set the
appointment to inspect the house and when I arrived
to do my inspection for the appraisal, everyone was
home - the kids and even the soon to be ex-husband.
So I went about viewing the inside of the house and
ask some questions about the house and collect my
check. The husband came in as the wife was
answering my questions and she asked him for some
of the answers and all he said was that we do not
need to do this. Well, this started to creep me out, and
outside to measure and take the outside pictures.
Later that evening, while watching the 10 o’clock news,
I see a story about a husband that stabbed his wife to
of the house: It was the house I was just at 5 hours
prior. From that point on, I had a policy of only one
spouse in the house during my inspection for
I broke the policy once with the assurance from both
parties that everything amicable. During the
inspection, they began to argue, and the husband
grabbed the arm of the wife. I raised my voice to
and sent the attorney the appraisal. I was called to
testify, not on the appraisal, but what happened in the
house. I have never broken my policy again.
A lady and I were inspecting a modest ranch style
house. The owners were not there. As we were
walking down the hall to leave, a large cat was
blocking us and seemed to be in a very bad mood.
When we got within a few feet, it would let out a
terrible scary scream. After a few failed attempts to
shush the cat away so we could get by, we gave up
and opened a window in one of the bedrooms and
I was appraising a duplex in
Hollywood, California. The front
unit was vacant, but there was
a tenant in the rear unit. I made
an appointment with the tenant
and met the real estate agent the
next day at the sunject property
at 9 am. We did a walk through
inspection of the front unit.
Next, we knocked on the door of
the rear unit. We could hear all
kinds of noises...and then, “just
a minute.” The door was opened
and a young couple were
scurrying around the room,
picking up and organizing things.
However, there was a very large
cabinet that was open, displaying
an assortment of choke balls,