Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Container Housing to the Rescue...Again

Two-story MODS exhibit at a recent event
Pre-fab container homes are being shipped to Moore, Oklahoma.  Transportable, affordable temporary housing shipped out to the victims of Hurricane Sandy too. Factory-manufactured dwellings have a long history and promising future of coming to the rescue wherever emergency shelter is needed.

Interiors feature

In this particular instance, the spotlight is on MODS. Each 320 square foot, 8' wide by 40' long unit comes furnished. They remind me of railroad flats typical of any urban mecca. MODS are watertight and can withstand winds up to 200 mph. They can be moved several times without risking structural integrity. These babies, built for transport, are solid and strong!

Not just for temporary housing, MODS are multi-functional. Whether placed singly or stacked up to 7 units high, MODS are another expression of small-space streamlined living.

Here is the story I read that inspired this blog.

Sunday, June 9, 2013

SEMINOLE ESTATES: THE FINAL CHAPTERS


Sweet souvenirs from Seminole Estates
The mango trees at Seminole Estates are heavy with fruit but there is barely anyone around to eat it. With mandatory evacuation at the end of June, there are just a few residents left at the once thriving mobile home park in Hollywood, FL. No one feels the desolation quite like Yvonne, the mail lady, who has been delivering mail here for 30 years.




Houses are gone and replaced by piles of jackhammered concrete. Houses are destroyed, reusable parts taken. Houses wait to be moved. Windows are shattered; interiors are ransacked. Air conditioners are long gone; many taken without approval. It's been a bit of a free for all. I've seen workers linger from a job site.
One of many abandoned houses: From the outside
...and from the inside


Another open house.
And another.
I walked into several open houses with mixed emotions. It is interesting what people leave behind - shoes, old photos, a neck brace, and on occasion, the smell of cigarettes. Sometimes when the house is open, I am scared that a raccoon or other animal might be inside. I see many stray cats, and I have heard that there are many other critters around. 
There is still good.

Even though the park has resembled a war zone for months, there's something about this place that is inherently special. It's what the people who decided to move here must have felt. Though Seminole Estates borders the turnpike, it is unusually quiet. Though it's in the heart of South Florida, it is rewarded with breezes and the greenery is lush.  In its hey day, Hollywood Estates (as it was known) had a bustling pool scene. The recreation center had an 8 lane bowling alley. People would convene outside on porches and laugh and drink wine into the night. I hear that the Canadians really knew how to party!


For months, I blogged faithfully about the gradual undoing of the mobile home park. I had hoped that my words would land on sympathetic ears. I had hoped that some local government agency might swoop in and help the people who were extremely challenged by money, health, and age. I hoped that news agencies would find relevant stories here.  A class action had gotten underway, but not everyone in the community even knew about it. The eviction ended an era.

In January, my real work life got busy, plus my aunt said that my blogs felt a little forced. I stopped writing, but still went down to the park every few weeks. Sometimes I'd just walk around by myself. Sometimes I'd meet up with my friend Jamie and we'd take Rambo for a walk. Once I had a semi-date there...romance among the ruins! I was excited that someone I liked was actually interested in my pursuits. During another visit, I naively got in a car with a resident whom I perceived as an informant. I thought I'd get some good scoop to jumpstart the blog. I didn't really leave with much material except several invitations to dinner at the casino.

Then just before Memorial Day, I got an email from Joe. Joe and Kate moved into Hollywood Estates in April 2012. They invested most of their savings into their new home. Before boxes were unpacked, the eviction notice came. Long story short, Joe and Kate set their sights on a community in Pompano Beach. Relocation was handled through the management company of the new community. Joe and Kate were supposed to move back into their relocated home in mid-March but they are still living in a one room apartment in Tamarac. There have been a series of ignored deadlines and a series of insincere promises gone awry. Long story short, Kate has severe rheumatoid arthritis which is exacerbated by stress. And long story short, Kate says, "We just want to go home."










You can see the Hard Rock in the distance.
The relocation effort does not always go as planned. Joe tells me there are other families that are in the same boat. My friend Jamie has been known to wait a long time for crucial call backs. Perhaps some of the companies that are hired to move these homes are overwhelmed but take the jobs anyway. And what ends up happening is that homeowners are draining their savings on temporary accommodations. And still, many homes at Seminole Estates appear to be on the way out.

This is Rambo.
I will go to the park again before it closes for good. As long as my friend is there, I will make a point to visit her and Rambo, and we will have another go at harvesting mangoes.




Sunday, December 23, 2012

What the Holiday Looks Like at Seminole Estates Mobile Home Park

Rather than write an old-fashioned blog about the closing of the Seminole Estates Mobile Home Park, I thought I'd use the technology and make a video about it. Christmas time seems to bring out my creative spirit.   Feels weird to say "Hope you enjoy!" because the subject matter is a mass eviction, with what I view as unfair stipulations, followed by destruction of a once easy-going and serene community. But I do hope you get it and react and comment.

Warning: I am an iMovie novice determined to get better.



 


Thanks for watching.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Lifestylist® Suzanne Felber Visits What's Left of Seminole Estates


That's Suzanne.
This past Saturday when I went down to Seminole Estates Mobile Home Park, I invited a special guest to join me there.  Suzanne Felber, aka The Lifestylist, was in South Florida and she swung by for a quick drive-through of the once-idyllic manufactured housing community.

Though Suzanne's company, Lifestylist Design, is engaged in various areas of home design and living well, Suzanne often works creatively and strategically with factory-built home manufacturers. She and I met when I was researching a story on the history of manufactured housing. Suzanne is passionate about this dynamic and increasingly stylish, energy efficient, and value-driven industry and compassionate about the eviction situation.

The "Fuck You" House as I have come to call it seems to have been abandoned.
We drove and stopped, drove and stopped, and Suzanne and I got in and out of the car, taking a bunch of photos of Saturday's ruins and remains. The landscape changes everyday. I was so glad that I remembered where the "Fuck You" house was and could point it out to Suzanne who agreed that this type of decor makes for good editorial. I can't wait to see what she decides to post and/or tweet.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

FRANKIETHALUCKYDOG: FIRST RAP ABOUT THE EVICTION AT SEMINOLE ESTATES






Finally... a rap video about the eviction at Seminole Estates! Written, produced, directed and filmed by FrankieThaLuckyDog, "Tha Estatescalade" shows the recent state of the once calm and immaculately maintained community. The song includes voice overs from his 68-year-old grandma and 91-year-old great-grandma who have lived in the park for 30 years.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

SEMINOLE ESTATES MOBILE HOME COMMUNITY RECAP

On Friday September 14th, the residents of Seminole Estates Mobile Home Community were served eviction notices. Rumors had been flying for a while, but those in charge or operations intermittently assured the residents that the community would be run as a mobile home park until 2024. New homes rolled into the park through spring 2012.


Within 24 hours of the eviction, park amenities were fenced and locked. The residents protested over the weekend; the news cameras showed up. The residents protested the following weekend; news crews did not show. But I did, and I have been following the story ever since.

I actually stopped at the park before the second protest. I went into the office run by United Community Management. I stepped up to the window and said that I was interested in writing about the eviction. The manager, Susan Martorano, wrote down a name on the back of her business card. "Here's who you need to contact," she said.

In the parking lot I introduced myself to Ray. He had been in the office asking about handing over the title to his home. We started talking  and then Ms. Martorano came out.
SM:   "Please don't harass my residents."
ME:   "Ray, am I harassing you?"
RAY:  "No" (he winked at me)
SM:   "You have to speak to Gary Bitner about it."
ME:   "Got it, but that's not the story I want."

As Susan took the last drags of her cigarette, I said goodbye to Ray, wished him good luck, and then got in the car. Then I devised my own plan of how to get into the park. I read every on-line article and perused all the comments. I clicked deeper and deeper and finally found Kathy. She had commented on an article which led me to her Facebook page, where I messaged her, and became her friend. I met Kathy at the first protest...and that's where my blogging began.

Kathy Maynard with 2 of her 11 birds. Photo: Ginny Dixon
I have been writing about the eviction on Miss Blogworthy and will now blog about it here along with all sorts of stuff related to the world of mobile, manufactured, and modular living.

Donna and Troy at the second protest.


Joan sits in an office addition that is no longer standing.

It is actually here with Madame Michelle that I first practiced my rusty French.

Diane's strength and passion is inspiring.

Raw emotion in an abandoned house.

Skirtless at Seminole.

I did contact Gary Bitner. Bitner handles P.R. for the Seminole Tribe of Florida (STOF). As of Thanksgiving, Bitner reports that nearly 200 residents of the Seminole Estates applied for the $3,000 grant being paid by the Seminole Tribe of Florida to year round residents with household income under $40,000. Twenty residents have been paid with the remainder of applications in process, to be paid once mobile homes are relocated or abandoned. 

For residents who stay beyond December 31st, rents will go up by $100 every two months. Bitner calls this an "effort to motivate residents to move out in advance of the closing of the park on June 30th." I don't see this as an incentive.  I see it as more of a punishment. There are no amenities. The community is trashed. Plus, many of the people who are not motivated to leave simply can't afford to. They are financially strapped, family-less, or sickly. The increase just adds insult to injury.  

I asked if there were plans to evict the residents of the Seminole Park across the road. Several residents at the Estates told me that their neighbors got their notices too. I know that misery loves company, but this news is unfounded. Bitner says he knows nothing of any plans to evict the residents of that mobile home park which is also on land that is a part of the Hollywood Seminole Reservation held in trust by the U.S. Department of the Interior. I drove by last week and residents were setting up Christmas as normal.  

Scenes from Seminole Park across the road.




Wednesday, November 28, 2012

WELCOME TO MOBI MANU MODU


In early September I wrote an article about the history of manufactured homes. I was excited about the assignment because I have always had a soft spot for mobile home parks and vintage trailers. My idea of a fun Saturday is driving through a cool old park and taking photos.

While researching the story, I contacted really cool people who are passionate and knowledgeable about the subject. I had a near private history lesson with the resident historian of the RV/Manufactured Housing Hall of Fame. I spoke with organizing members of the Tin Can Tourists, the Mayor of Briny Breezes, consultants for the Manufactured Housing Institute, and a realtor who specializes in selling million dollar mobile homes in Malibu's Paradise Cove. I was also on the phone with executives of leading home manufacturers such as Cavco, Champion, and Silvercrest.

I discovered that factory-built housing has an incredible history, is a huge business and an extremely popular lifestyle choice. There is great value and quality in manufactured housing and there is also great misconception. I had only scratched the surface, and wanted to know more.

I bought Allan Wallis' "Wheel Estate: The Rise and Decline of Mobile Homes" on Amazon. I was told it was essential. Within the first few words, I was seduced by some serious dramatic prose. Wallis calls the mobile home "the single most significant and unique housing innovation in 20th century America…. No other innovation has been more widely adopted nor simultaneously more broadly vilified." This is good stuff!

I created this blog as a landing pad for all that good stuff that I will learn and share and see that has to do with manufactured housing.  The title of the blog "Mobile Manufactured & Modular Living" is straightforward; its web address - mobimanumodu - is kind of playful. As a person who loves words, I was smitten with how the first four letters of MOBIle, MANUfactured, and MODUlar all follow a consonant-vowel-consonant-vowel pattern.

Welcome.