Irene Parker

My passion for real estate began at a very early age. When I was just a kid my mom and I would visit my Aunt Janie and I remember being fascinated with her house. My favorite time to visit was during the winter. I would lie right in front of the wood burning fire place and look up as the snow fell down on the sky light ceiling. I’d never see anything more beautiful in my life. My obsession grew even further from there. Every time my mom made groceries I begged for a home magazine. I couldn’t go to the grocery store without picking one up. As soon as I got home from the grocery store I’d immediately start to sketch floor plans. By this time my mom caught on to my obsession and decided to take part in it. Every Sunday after church if we could find an open house to hit, we were there. Although we couldn’t afford to buy, attending open houses became our Sunday ritual. My ...