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Beerhouse: Living Mortgage Free
Beerhouse: Living Mortgage Free
Beerhouse: Living Mortgage Free
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No one in America would need a mortgage to buy or build a house. If they knew how.

The Man this story is about has done it over 30 times which public probate records demonstrate.

He built a beer house. Made more money in the next 6 months than he made in the previous 6 years.

He now writes books explaining precisely how he did it. No motivational rhetoric. Anyone can copy as little or as much as they want.

He's merely grateful he's been able to live the past 50 years not needing a loan of any kind or living under the credit curse virtually all Americans are enslaved by. All thanks to a little beer house and has since led the most carefree glorious life with endless traveling and adventure a person can ask for.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJohn Bauer
Release dateOct 17, 2019
ISBN9781393667339
Beerhouse: Living Mortgage Free
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John Bauer

About the author: John Bauer With Bauer's Books a reader can count on going for a ride. A high flying adventure to someplace far away, become immersed in the money making gambling world of endless mayhem, mystery and intrigue while running into the sexiest romantic wild women around. None of it fiction. All completely true events that happened exactly as described, every word spoken precisely as quoted. The author began as an ordinary carpenter building spec houses. Up to 26 when he had a life altering experience. He married the most beautiful girl in New England at age 16. Her 15. Unfortunately, a self consumed spoiled brat. He looked for out of town jobs to get away from her. He ran into a group of gamblers, one of whom, William Duarte, the highest money winning gambler in the country, hired him. Leading to the most exciting adventurous life he'd not have been able to imagine, lasting over 40 yrs.  He now describes that life. Hair raising details that up to now he has been unable to talk about. Where there is big money there are big doings. Warning, no gambling, money making, adventure seeking, mystery romance reader will be able to put his non fiction, all true wild stories down until finished reading. Bauer's Books.           With Bauer's Books a reader can count on going for a ride. A high flying adventure to someplace far away, become immersed in the money making gambling world while running into the sexiest, most romantic wild women. None of it is fiction. All true events happening precisely as described. Every word spoken exactly as quoted. Not one syllable embellished. None needed to be. In fact, just the opposite. There are not words enough to cover all that happened. Order on Wattpad, Draft to Digital, Amazon, or email direct:                    [email protected].      Or call; 321-271-5290

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    Beerhouse - John Bauer

    All of it completely true

    Not just A beer house but a dozen.

    Not a one as pretty as beer houses in the Bavarian hills, where the design ideas came from.  None will make it into House Beautiful magazine. All but a couple are small, just big enough to qualify as a vacation cottage, but still fully functional homes that a family could get started in. None have a six pack in the refrigerator.  None are intended to be impressive in any way.  Except one. 

    Cost.   

    Each one built, including the land, for less money than what the average working man spends on beer or cigarettes or whatever other vice or habits people have.  Even something as little as coffee money, spent regularly every day in the donut shop, can put up the shell for one of these beer houses. In other words, with this book, no one in America has an excuse for not owning a mortgage free home. The only question will be whether or not having a mortgage free house is worth sacrificing wasteful, not to mention unhealthy, habits for.

    There is a good chance that a sizable portion of the population has those obnoxious habits because everything around them costs so much.

    Especially a home. Owning one, to people who cannot get financed, seems futile.

    They may as well enjoy themselves in some less costly way. At least what they think is less costly.

    The people who do become interested in this beer house will soon discover how much more enjoyable it is to buy another bag of cement or a 2X4 than a can of beer or a pack of cigarettes. It’s not my intention to talk anyone into making that conversion. A person must want to make the switch. With that declaration, the philosophy behind this beer house ends.

    The book is only intended to make duplicating it a little easier for the individual interested in doing something similar.  Anyone already motivated will work out the technical details, of which there are not many, easily enough.

    If this book can spare a beer builder even one small mistake, it will have been worth reading. It will be worth reading if it merely stimulates a person into action. And if the building process is copied completely by someone who agrees with the reasons for my procedures, it will at least save some time.

    Far better to do things that suits ones own individual tastes and requirements. Copying my building may be a compliment but I’d rather see someone do what’s best for him, as I do whatever is right for me and my scrambled mind. Fortunately, there is only one screwball like me around. So I’m told anyhow. And quite frequently at that.  Crazy apparently, for not doing and living the way normal people do.  I didn’t start out that way. I had payments, until one day a thought hit me.

    Nothing special motivated the thought. Not even the fact I went two months behind on a house payment to the Hyannis Massachusetts Co-op bank. I can remember getting perturbed about having to pay the banks lawyer $1,700, above catching the payment of $260 a month up, to get the house out of foreclosure.  I paid it and went on for several more months. Once the decision gelled to end the madness, forty-eight hours later, everything I had worked seven days a week, for almost ten years to get, gone.  What I couldn’t find someone to take over the payments on, I abandoned. Were it today, I’d not waste my time looking for a customer to take over the payments?

    After what appeared to be a million dollars’ worth of equity in two waterfront properties, six houses and equipment, when the smoke cleared, not a single dollar left over. In fact, necessary to come up with money to get mortgages assumed.

    ‘Upside down’ it’s called.

    A mistake. Draining the last penny I had, demonstrating what a pile of rubbish appraisal folders are.  No one knows that better than the banks and the appraisers themselves. It’s merely a means to get still one more fee out of their imprudent clientele.  Nothing is worth more than what a ready, willing and able buyer is capable of paying.

    Whatever motivated that impulsive conclusion, most likely a brawl with my wife, the last straw, which happened in mid-summer, the season we did most of our wrangling, it turned out to be one of my better decisions.

    By December, I had gone from scratching, every month, scurrying around collecting from customers, all for those payments, to having $60,000 in Florida’s Hollywood Federal bank and still have the old bank book to prove it.

    Not the most money I had had in a bank up to then, but none of it spoken for to pay anything. All mine, to do with whatever I felt like, but since more kept coming in nearly every day, it left no reason to spend it.

    For me, the rat race ended. Forever. A money-making opportunity came along, that I had not the faintest inkling about on the day I decided to stop the world and get off. 

    A move that would not have been possible, had it still been necessary to make a house payment.

    My work schedule went from twelve hours a day, 364 days a year, to one hour or so in the evening for a two or three month stretch, taking the next three months off, before going back to work.

    For thirty years, I did not once work more than three months, often less, but never more, and never a single time took less than three months off in between work stints.

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