My family moved from the northeast side of San Antonio to the west in 2008. Given the precarious nature of the housing market at the time, we decided to rent the old house rather than sell it.
When reviewing a list of prospective tenants, our real estate agent, a friend and former roommate of mine, asked us what we thought about section eight. “It’s a pretty steady income,” he said.
I didn’t want to get involved with Uncle Sam any more than I had to, so we declined.
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