Back in '92 my dad told me not to buy that house near the river
I was 22 and thought I knew everything. Found a fixer-upper on the Floodplain in Nashville for $38,000, which was a steal even back then. Dad kept saying "son, that creek's gonna rise one day" but I figured he was just being old and cautious. I bought it anyway. Spent three years and about $15,000 of my own sweat fixing it up. Then the big flood of '95 hit and the whole basement filled up with three feet of mud and water. Lost my furnace, my water heater, and half the drywall I'd just hung. Insurance barely covered a third of it. Sold the place at a loss six months later and moved to higher ground. Anyone else had a parent give them advice they should have listened to the first time?