After our divorce, we sold our house to a really nice Bosnian couple. They had fled Bosnia either during or just before the war there. I don't remember. There was a "special" mortgage handler that dealt primarily with those relocated Bosnian's. I didn't know if they paid anything down or not as it was not my business to find out, however, when we got down to the nitty-gritty during the closure. Their broker had not mentioned the charge for what heating oil was in the tank. Measurement showed over $300.00 dollars worth remaining. They didn't have enough money left to pay that, so they asked if I would consider "loaning" them that amount that they would pay back over time.
I honestly do not know how they were able to even pay for their regular mortgage payments, taxes, etc. much less the money they owed me. I wasn't going to lose the sale over $300.00 but I was hurting for money back then as well, so I agreed. They where wonderful people. She was so happy to have a house with her own land. He was a painter (of houses) and she worked as a maid at Quality Inn.
I don't think it had a happy ending. I heard that he was killed in a car accident about four years later. They bought it 17 years ago. As far as I can tell the place hasn't been occupied for at least the last 10 years. I make it a habit to just drive by and check the place out when I am visiting Vermont. The grounds are kept up (mowed and trimmed), there is no sign saying it's for sale, but, no one is living there. I have no idea what has happened or why. BTW, they paid me for the fuel within 4 months. That place has a lot of memories for me, especially watching my children grow up there, but, it had it's share of sadness as well. Still sad to drive by and remember the amount of life that was lived there at one point. The house was built in 1976 so it's not really that old either.
Sorry, for the swerve into nostalgia... What were we taking about again???