Saturday, March 17, 2007

Rising Trouble With Mortgages Clouds Dream of Owning Home

Sally Ryan for The New York Times

Nathaniel Shields expects to lose his Chicago house to a foreclosure.

Published: March 17, 2007

Perhaps the American dream of homeownership is not for everyone.

That may sound at odds with a bedrock notion of society promoted by presidents for decades. But many experts say it is a message that can be drawn from the rising troubles with mortgages provided to home buyers with weak credit.

 

Several large mortgage companies have stopped making new loans, and others have tightened lending standards.

Hundreds of thousands of families who bought houses in the last two years — using loans with low teaser interest rates and no down payments — are now losing them.

Their short tenure as homeowners calls into question whether the nation’s long drive to increase homeownership — pushed by both public policy and financial innovations — has overstepped some boundary of demographic and economic sense.

“Clearly we went too far,” said Joseph E. Gyourko, a professor of real estate and finance at the Wharton School of the University of Pennsylvania. “It’s not the case that high homeownership is always good.”

Consider Nathaniel Shields, who expects to lose his four-bedroom Cape Cod house in southwest Chicago to a foreclosure in May.

He cannot afford his mortgage payment, which jumped to $1,300 a month from about $1,000 after his loan reset to a higher interest rate last summer. A divorce and the loss of his county government clerical job, which paid $14.80 an hour, have also hurt.

In 2004, Mr. Shields took out a popular hybrid mortgage that carried a fixed interest rate for two years before becoming an adjustable-rate loan for the remaining 28 years. In August, his loan’s interest rate rose from 6.6 percent to 8.1 percent, and to 9.6 percent now. “I love the house,” said Mr. Shields, 47, who now works in a custodial job with the Chicago school district that pays $10.40 an hour. “I put a lot of money in the house — a deck and a new garage — and they are just going to take the house.”

Kathleen Van Tiem, a counselor at Neighborhood Housing Services of Chicago, has been trying to help him, but says that his weak credit and low income make him ineligible to refinance or modify his loan. Mr. Shields has put his house up for sale, but in a market with many homes available, he has found no takers.

There were surges in homeownership rates last century, but further gains have been slow going more recently, despite the hoopla of the housing bubble and the surge in home building.

The nation’s homeownership rate has increased by only about 1.4 percentage points since 2000, to almost 69 percent last year.

But subprime mortgages — granted to borrowers like Mr. Shields with weak, or subprime, credit histories — played a big role in achieving those levels.

This push, however, has meant intense financial strain for many families. Subprime borrowers will spend nearly 37 percent of their after-tax income on mortgage payments, insurance and property taxes this year, according to estimates by Mark Zandi, chief economist of Moody’s Economy.com, drawn from Federal Reserve data.

This is about 20 percentage points more than prime borrowers and 10 points more than what subprime borrowers paid in 2000.

And their payments will get higher, Mr. Zandi estimates, as low teaser rates used to lure them into the market adjust upward after a few years.

When the housing market started weakening, subprime borrowers were the first to feel the squeeze. Almost 8 percent of subprime mortgages — more than 450,000 loans — were either in foreclosure or in arrears of more than three months in the fourth quarter of last year, according to the mortgage bankers.

Their unraveling means not only a string of failed lenders. Homeownership rates have slipped, and many low-income families, who dedicated meager savings toward a stake in their first homes, are facing foreclosure.

“I worry that people are overexposed to risk,” said Stuart S. Rosenthal, an economics professor at Syracuse University. “We wouldn’t encourage people to buy risky stocks, so why do we encourage low-income families to invest in this risky asset, especially in tight markets?”

But politicians have long encouraged the idea of homeownership. “A nation of homeowners is unconquerable,” Franklin D. Roosevelt said. Promoting homeownership has been a cornerstone of President Bush’s “ownership society.” He has declared June to be National Homeownership Month.

And government has played a substantial role in fostering homeownership — including offering mortgage insurance and creating Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac to buy mortgages from lenders and repackage them for sale to investors.

Moreover, the government has provided an ever-growing pile of subsidies to the buyers of homes.

The mortgage interest deduction, the biggest single subsidy to homeowners, will cost the federal budget about $80 billion this year, according to the administration’s projections. Deductions for state and local property taxes will cost $15.5 billion.

Allowing homeowners to pocket tax-free much of the profit from selling their homes is expected to cost $37 billion more. Altogether, this amounts to almost 5 percent of the federal government’s total tax revenue, and almost three times HUD’s entire $42 billion budget. Now even some in Washington are questioning the soundness of pushing homeownership so broadly.

United States policies in recent years promoted the idea of homeownership too hard and at the expense of rental housing, said Representative Barney Frank, Democrat of Massachusetts. “I wish people could own more homes,” he said in an interview yesterday. “But I also wish I could eat and not gain weight.”

And the government’s efforts to promote homeownership are far from an unqualified success. From 2000 to 2005, homeownership rates increased significantly only among households in the top two-fifths of the income distribution, those earning more than $46,883, according to the Census Bureau’s American Community Survey.

Homeownership declined for families in the bottom two-fifths of the income scale. In the lowest fifth — where families make less than $20,180 — homeownership was only 42.4 percent in 2005, which was 3 percentage points less than it was 25 years earlier and 26 percentage points below the national average.

Part of the reason is the structure of government subsidies, which are worth very little to low-income families but quite a bit to families with big incomes. Those well-off families typically do not need government support to buy a home but use it to buy bigger places than they would otherwise purchase.

The mortgage interest deduction alone is worth about $21,000 to a taxpayer in the highest bracket of income with a $1 million mortgage. But for a typical family that bought, say, a $220,000 house with 20 percent down, the break is worth about $1,600.

Some economists question whether the government should be subsidizing homeownership in the first place.

Edward L. Glaeser, a professor of economics at Harvard, said he could understand government “giving a slight push to increase homeownership, but the current incentives are much more than a slight push.”

Economic studies do suggest that homeowners try to maintain the value of their properties — tending to their gardens and investing in their communities. But it is not clear that homeownership itself fosters these behaviors; it could be that people who invest in their communities prefer to own their own homes.

Homeownership also has a more problematic side: it locks people into an asset and ties them to a place. “Too much homeownership might restrict mobility, and that may not be a good thing,” Professor Gyourko said.

Take Adam Gardner, a 29-year-old appraiser who bought a three-bedroom, two-bath house 20 miles north of Reno, Nev., for about $255,000 two years ago. His wife is pining to move closer to town, but with housing prices falling all around him, Mr. Gardner doubts they can pull it off. “I’m not sure we can sell the place we are in,” Mr. Gardner said.

Some people can bear tying up much of their wealth in a house — those with a secure, well-paid job in a stable labor market, for instance. But others might need more freedom to move: the young in pursuit of love or careers, say, or workers in declining job markets.

The American dream of homeownership may continue to grow over coming decades, if only because the population is aging and older people are more likely to own their own home. But for now, even industry insiders acknowledge that, at the very least, it is going to take a breather.

Ted J. Grose, a mortgage broker in Los Angeles, said, “For the moment we may have plateaued.” For all the concerns about low-income families facing foreclosure, some economists believe that the development of the subprime credit market has, over all, been a boon for people with low income.

Harvey S. Rosen, a professor of economics at Princeton who was a former economic adviser to President Bush, put it this way: “Ultimately the public policy choice is going to be whether to make it harder for people to get these loans, and just shut people out, or let people make the choice and know that sometimes they will make mistakes.”

Stephen Labaton contributed reporting from Washington.

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Air rights above L.A. to go on sale

Urban planning experts are concerned that city officials did not study how the vertical growth would affect crowding and public services in downtown.
By Sharon Bernstein, Times Staff Writer
March 16, 2007

  
The Los Angeles City Council decided to sell developers up to 9 million square feet of extra floor space for downtown condominiums and apartments without first analyzing how the extra growth would affect traffic, sewers and other public services.


Developers who purchase the “air rights” for unused space above the Convention Center and transfer them to their own projects could build structures significantly taller than current zoning codes allow. But city officials said they did not study where the extra-tall buildings would be located or even how many people they would bring downtown.

City Councilwoman Jan Perry, who represents downtown, said she doesn’t think such planning is needed, because the downtown general plan already accounts for the density.

But several top outside planners expressed concern that L.A. would allow so much additional development — roughly the equivalent of Century City — without assessing the effects.

“There’s no vision or larger plan about where to put high-density corridors, or what is going to be the impact of this density on traffic,” said Anastasia Loukaitou-Sideris, chairwoman of UCLA’s urban planning department.

Steven P. Erie, director of the Urban Studies Program at UC San Diego, said the city’s projections for sewer, transportation, public safety and other needs would have to change to accommodate the crush of people in a small area that would result from the construction of very high condominium or apartment towers.

Using a rule of thumb of 1,200 square feet per apartment, the 9 million square feet of allowable air transfer rights could result in about 7,500 units. That means 15,000 people could be concentrated in a few buildings.

Using the city’s guidelines for assessing sewer needs, the addition of 15,000 residents would require enough capacity to move 1.35 million more gallons of water and waste each day.

City officials hope to raise $200 million by selling the unused rights above the Convention Center, which is zoned for high-rise construction but is only a few stories tall.

Los Angeles Planning Director Gail Goldberg said she was confident that the needs of a denser downtown were already considered in the area’s general plan and that any extra building won’t cause major problems.

Part of the reason to sell the air rights in the first place is to raise funds that would be used to make downtown more appealing as a place to live, she said.

“Part of this whole transfer of development rights is to generate money that can be reinvested into the downtown to make it a better living environment,” Goldberg said.

Although the city did not analyze the effect of the air rights sale as a whole, each project would be evaluated on a case-by-case basis. Any unanticipated results, such as increased congestion, would be addressed at that time.

Goldberg said she did not expect a big increase in infrastructure needs for downtown, in part because she is skeptical that much of the available 9 million square feet in possible air rights would be sold any time soon.

At most, Goldberg said, downtown will see “a few buildings” come on line as a result of the plan in the next five years.

If the resulting construction is more dense than anticipated, or if the new neighborhoods need more services, she said, the city would reevaluate its plan.

Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa agreed, saying L.A. is simply managing its air rights in much the same way New York and other cities have for years.

“So I’m not as concerned. Obviously, there will have to be some traffic mitigations as well. But folks, we’re growing already. We could close our eyes, put our head in the sand and say, ‘Oh, we’re going to stop growth,’ ” the mayor said in an interview. “What we want is responsible growth.”

Backers note that downtown has L.A.’s best network of rail and bus services, though surveys have found that relatively few downtown residents rely on mass transit.

Unlike previous air rights deals, in which the transfer was made from one building in an already dense area to another very close by, the city’s plan would allow developers throughout the central business district and the city center redevelopment project area to build higher than current limits allow as long as they purchase the rights and win approval from the city.

In the parts of downtown earmarked for residential construction, the general plan uses a formula that generally keeps some buildings not more than about three to six stories high and most others to be about six to 10 stories. That means already congested areas could become even more crowded as land earmarked for low-slung buildings is used for skyscrapers, said Nick Patsaouras, a transportation and infrastructure expert who is on the board of the Department of Water and Power.

“They can put them right where there is already congestion,” Patsaouras said.

Some downtown boosters say the district actually needs more congestion — and more people. As it becomes harder to get around using a car, the thinking goes, more people will walk and take transit, fostering the kind of urban lifestyle that has long been lacking in L.A. In the last five years, downtown has seen a loft and luxury condo boom, bringing the population to about 26,000.

Retailers have been slow to move downtown, saying they want a larger population to ensure their businesses are successful.

UCLA’s Loukaitou-Sideris said that overall, adding density downtown could be a useful tool and is “something that is much needed.”

But she said she had several concerns about “how this will all come together, how we will use the money and if we have a plan.”

Richard Little, director of the Keston Institute for Public Finance and Infrastructure Policy at USC, said new residents would probably bring cars with them, despite the presence of public transportation. Yet most developers downtown have been allowed to build their structures with fewer than the typical number of parking spaces per unit as a way to discourage auto use and decrease the cost of construction, he said.

That means some residents will need street parking or to park in nearby structures, Little said. He urged the city to set up a panel to review the air transfer rights and attendant proposals and make recommendations on how the switch to taller buildings should be handled.

“It doesn’t take an enormous amount of analysis, but you do need to think through all of this,” Little said.

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sharon.bernstein@latimes.com

Times staff writers Cara Mia DiMassa, Duke Helfand and Steve Hymon contributed to this report.

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Rat-Filled’ Beats ‘Historic,’ So City Offices Move Out

By MICHAEL BRICK; Published: March 16, 2007

OPA-LOCKA, Fla., March 12 — The desert-yellow walls of the old City Hall rise rippled and pockmarked to pink domes and narrow minarets. Decorative peaks like tiny staircases top the barrier walls. A pointed pink-and-white archway frames the view down to Ali-Baba Avenue, the main road through a city once called the Baghdad of the South.

Alexander Quesada for The New York Times
Movers taking furniture out of City Hall in Opa-locka, where the architecture runs to Moorish antiquity.
Alex Quesada for The New York Times
Commissioner Timothy Holmes, watching the move, said he did not want to move out but would eventually. “I’m very proud of these buildings,” Mr. Holmes said, “and whatever I can do to keep it up, I will.”

Out in the street last week, two big trucks idled by the curb. Ten men loaded office machines and desk chairs, portraits and plaques, the old signs for another year’s Budweiser Presents Arabian Nights Festival.

“We’re moving,” declared the city clerk, Deborah Sheffield Irby. That was all she had to say.

Founded in 1926 by a whimsical aviator from the Finger Lakes region of New York, this small city about 10 miles northwest of Miami succumbed long ago to familiar agents of decline, from the Depression through slum clearance and on to the crack trade.

Where the scrub palmetto once grew wild, Opa-locka has languished as a violent, drug-addled void on a cartoon stage set, one fantasyland too many in an oversubscribed state. Beneath a film of dust, a suggestion box at City Hall holds a single blue slip that says, “The best suggestion would be more police.”

For rehabilitation, the city has turned time and again to promoting the legacy of its architecture, a peculiar homage to Moorish antiquity that includes 20 buildings on the National Register of Historic Places. Down streets called Sesame, Aladdin and Caliph, archways and turrets are adorned with brilliant mosaics and muted flowers in bas-relief.

But now even the fantasy’s veneer is crumbling. Pronouncing City Hall’s roof unsound, the walls moldy and the rats intolerable, the City Commission voted last month to move to rental space in a new four-story office building most vividly described as rectangular.

“I guess a building gets to a point where it isn’t worth renovating,” said Janet Hall, 89, whose father wired City Hall for electricity. “It doesn’t mean enough to enough people living there to do anything about it.”

Mrs. Hall, who now lives 45 miles up the coast, speaks of idyllic afternoons diving and swimming in the Opa-locka pool. In the early years of the Florida land boom, her family followed Glenn H. Curtiss, aerial pioneer, balloonist, motorcyclist and bon vivant, down the old Dixie Highway toward his vision modeled on “1,001 Arabian Nights.”

“We had built a house; I think the little dome and minaret are still on it,” Mrs. Hall said. “Good heavens. I haven’t been there in a number of years. Sometimes there are places you don’t want to go back to.”

Now Opa-locka Boulevard offers the Trap Lounge, where the entertainment is Girls Girls Girls, and the Mount Sinai Memorial Park Cemetery, where there is no entertainment. Houses are low slung. Windows are barred.

The ornate historical landmarks cannot be demolished, but they sure can be boarded up. The old theme lingers in the carved facade of a strip club, in the sign above a package store called Arabian Bar.

In recent years, the city has become best known for its aviation facilities, after a fashion. The pop singer Aaliyah died in the crash of a flight bound here from the Bahamas in 2001. Two of the Sept. 11 hijackers practiced turns on simulators at a local flight academy.

At City Hall, a recent ethics investigation produced mixed results. One commissioner, Terence K. Pinder, was suspended to answer charges of misusing a city credit card, which he has denied doing. Amid the inquiry, city officials hesitated to retrieve records “because of all the big rats,” the police wrote in an arrest warrant.

After that, the vote to abandon City Hall was unanimous, with one abstention.

The holdout, Commissioner Timothy Holmes, who is known as the Godfather, rested on a fluffy white blanket on a chair in his office the other day as the movers loaded their trucks. Mr. Holmes wore a short-sleeve dress shirt of the African style, adorned with a pin of St. Michael, patron of police officers. His hair was slicked, his beard white, his voice hoarse, his badge gigantic. Leaving the television and the radio on loud, Mr. Holmes lowered his wooden cane and bolted the door.

“If you look around, you won’t see any rats running around here; I won’t stand for it,” he said. “I’m very proud of these buildings, and whatever I can do to keep it up, I will.”

The other city officials had already left. Even Mr. Holmes said he expected to leave eventually, when a permanent space in the new building was completed.

“I’m not going to stand in the way of progress,” Mr. Holmes said, “no kind of way.”

Out in the hallway, the custodians were vacuuming, turning up the odd discoveries of moving day: a compact, a small trophy, somebody’s bottle of Italian dressing.

Across the street at Discount City, Felix Cruz was banging on a video poker machine. Mr. Cruz did not get up to watch the moving trucks leave City Hall.

“A lot of tourists come here to take pictures of it, see what it looks like, and also it brings life to the city,” said Mr. Cruz, 50, a street paver who has lived in Opa-locka for 18 years. “Without that, I believe the poor people here, they’re not going to make nothing. There’s nothing coming in.”

At a thrift shop down the road, the workers considered new uses for the building.

“A museum would be good,” said the shop’s manager, Kassem Raad. “But what do they have to offer inside the museum?”

Much farther up the road, Mrs. Hall sat in her rocking chair near a framed photograph of the old City Hall. The house was quiet. Grandchildren scattered.

“The picture you see there on the wall is what Opa-locka has been to me for 75 years,” she said. “A dream. It was a dream, then.”

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A town right on the default line

Foreclosure notices are painfully common in Perris, where sub-prime loans built a suburb.
By David Streitfeld, Times Staff Writer
March 16, 2007

Property in Perris

Where the defaults are

Oscar De Leon was washing his car a few weeks ago when he noticed a piece of paper stuck to the front door of the house across the street. He strolled over to check it out.

“You are in default,” the paper proclaimed. “Unless you take action to protect your property, it may be sold at a public sale.”


De Leon, who lives in the Riverside County town of Perris, knew this official notice of foreclosure was bad news. Not just for the home’s owners, who tried to sell for months, failed and quit town for parts unknown.

It was bad for De Leon too, a 28-year-old employee of a food service distribution company. He and his wife, Sandra, pay their mortgage every month, happy they can raise their three children far from the urban problems of Los Angeles.

Two years ago, this neighborhood didn’t exist. De Leon, who bought in June 2005 for $324,000, got the first home on the street, the first house he had bought anywhere.

“I like it here,” he says, “They could offer me a house for free in L.A. I’d take it and sell it, but I’d never live there.”

It’s the age-old dream of the suburbs. Now, it’s at risk in communities throughout the country, thanks to lenders too eager to lend and borrowers who thought houses would dispense money forever, like magical ATMs.

In California, Perris is at the epicenter of mortgage problems. From November to January, 177 homes in Perris’ central ZIP Code have received notices of default, the first step toward foreclosure.

That’s about 1 of 53 houses, the highest level of any ZIP Code in California, according to a Times analysis of statistics provided by DataQuick Information Systems. The neighboring towns of Lake Elsinore and Moreno Valley came in second and third.

A few doors away from De Leon’s house sits a second empty property foreclosed on by its lender. “A divorce,” he explains. “The husband couldn’t afford it alone. He was paying $2,500 a month. Ridiculous.”

A few blocks away is a third foreclosure, this one only a frame skeleton abandoned by its builder. A young woman who answers the bell at a fourth house says through the screen door that she doesn’t know anything about the place’s being in default. She pays rent to someone who pays the owner, she says; please go away.

Risky loans

The trouble stems partly from a proliferation in recent years of so-called sub-prime loans to borrowers with shaky credit or erratic income, borrowers who are more likely to miss payments and not catch up. Such defaults are typically in communities like this one — a long way from the high-priced and built-out coast. The Inland Empire is full of new and almost-new homes and commuters who often travel great distances to jobs to pay for them.

The default rate in Perris compares with 1 in 105 homes in Palmdale, 1 in 150 in Van Nuys, 1 in 189 in Northridge and 1 in 283 in Altadena. Many coastal communities have so few default notices they don’t even place in the top 400 ZIP Codes.

There are other signs of distress. De Leon’s development, called the Villages of Avalon, has an unusual number of homes for sale, considering it’s so new that the Google Earth satellite scan still shows much of it as dirt.

At the top of his street, next to the charred shell of a house that mysteriously burned a few months ago, is a house for sale. The house immediately next door is on the market too. A few doors away from De Leon’s home in the other direction is a third house looking for a buyer. Some owners are trying to rent their places out, advertising with little signs on the front lawn.

De Leon fears what will become of his neighborhood if it becomes dominated by renters.

“You get people who don’t care about the neighborhood and don’t take pride in it,” he says.

He’s hardly alone in that view.

“If people start to rent, that’s when you start to worry,” says De Leon’s next-door neighbor, Jose Serrano.

Serrano, 34, grew up in Long Beach. He saw friends die in Long Beach. He still commutes there every day to work on the docks for Toyota Motor Corp. It’s an hour in the morning and two hours coming home, a grind he suffers for the sake of his three young kids.

Like De Leon, this is Serrano’s first house. Like his friend, he is bracing for the future, hoping that even if things get worse now, they’ll get better later.

“A lot of people got in over their heads. They are going to lose their homes,” Serrano says. “The market goes up and down. You have to look at it for the long term, ride it out.”

Good advice, but Perris could be in for a rough trip. Named after a railroad engineer, it began in the late 19th century as a stop on the Barstow-San Diego line. For most of the next century, it was a farming town — sugar beets, potatoes, alfalfa.

Hustle and gloom

Cheap land drew the developers, and cheap houses drew buyers. The market may have slid over the last year, but the hustle remains. The billboards on the way into town extol 11 active developments. Signs on the city streets point visitors to them. So do curbside salespeople holding oversized arrows, and balloons floating over sales offices.

But many intersections tell a more downbeat story. Telephone poles are festooned with signs that say, “Behind in payments? We can help” or “Foreclosure loan specialist” or “We’ll buy your house in nine days or less.”

Lily Quinlan is thoroughly exhausted and a lot smarter about real estate than she used to be. Quinlan, 30, just sold her three-bedroom house on a cul-de-sac in one of Perris’ older developments.

It went on the market last June, for $395,000. Her first agent reduced it to $383,000, then $375,000, then $369,900. Her second agent dropped it all the way to $333,000, where it finally found a buyer.

While the price was descending, Quinlan’s ability to pay the mortgage was becoming intermittent. Her husband left the Navy to start a new job in Florida at a lower salary. World Savings, their mortgage company, started sending default notices.

The couple bought in 2002, as the boom was beginning. At its peak, the house was worth more than three times what they paid for it. But they refinanced and took cash out to do upgrades on the house, and then they refinanced again because — well, Quinlan isn’t sure why.

She’s learned this about lenders and loan agents: “They make it look like they are trying to do all this for you, but the reality is that it was mainly for them. They got their chunks out of you, and then they put you out to the wolves.”

Even when she was in default over the last few months, the offers continued. “They kept calling and calling, saying, ‘You won’t have any payments for two months.’ And I’m like, ‘Dude, the last thing I need is another refinance.’ “

She’s sorry to be leaving for Florida. If their house had not increased in value, if it was still worth exactly what they had paid for it four years ago, they could afford to stay. But the boom ruined everything, and so Quinlan was selling what she could at a yard sale before packing for the movers.

Some of the clothing and dishware spread on the driveway belonged to her neighbors, Ron and Dawn Blacic. Their house went on the market this week for $369,900.

“The price you got is going to drag down our price,” Ron tells Quinlan.

“Thanks, Lily,” cries Dawn as she pretends to punch her.

The Blacics, who are moving to Yucca Valley, owe $372,000. They refinanced once, taking out cash to pay for their wedding and other bills. “We figured the value would go up and up, and it didn’t,” says Ron.

After the agent’s cut, the couple will need to bring a check to the table for $22,000 or so to avoid destroying their credit. They’re counting on a loan from Dawn’s parents.

“We want to purchase another home,” explains Ron, who works for a sanitation supply company. “We don’t want to wait 10 years until our record is clean again.”

If the house sells for their asking price, the Blacics will come out about even on their first real estate venture: First the house dispensed money, then they had to give it back. For them, it will be as if the boom never happened.

On the other hand, if the house doesn’t sell immediately, they’ll have to rethink their plan. They can borrow only so much.

The onset of the spring home-buying season is a matter of acute concern to the Blacics, as it will be to many others.

On Tuesday, the house in foreclosure across from Oscar De Leon’s home will go up for auction.

Public records show the mortgage was held by New Century Financial Corp., the Irvine-based sub-prime lender that collapsed this week amid rising defaults.

De Leon doesn’t remember much about the former owners. They had two young kids. The father might have been in construction. They put the house up for sale last fall, barely a year after moving in.

In November, a moving van showed up and the family quietly left. The house stayed on the market; the agent watered the lawn to keep it presentable. Then one day he quit too. The lawn is starting to brown.


david.streitfeld@latimes.com

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Where the defaults are

California ZIP Codes with the highest number of notices of default per 1,000 homes from November to January

ZIP Default Notices per
Code County Community notices Homes 1,000 homes
92571 Riverside Perris 177 9,405 18.8
92532 Riverside Lake Elsinore 55 3,092 17.8
92551 Riverside Moreno Valley 121 7,101 17.0
95832 Sacramento Sacramento 43 2,548 16.9
92596 Riverside Winchester 76 4,734 16.1
95838 Sacramento Sacramento 127 8,326 15.3
93591 Los Angeles Palmdale 30 2,028 14.8
92563 Riverside Murrieta 212 14,394 14.7
95817 Sacramento Sacramento 56 3,822 14.7
92555 Riverside Moreno Valley 128 8,818 14.5
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French Lick Returns to Its Sin City Roots

Tom Strattman for The New York Times

The refurbished lobby of the French Lick Springs Resort in Indiana.

Published: March 16, 2007

WE glided on ancient steel rails alongside a clear, slow-moving river, past golden fields and red barns, a canopy of green overhead. The view from the Pullman car’s windows looked very much like it did 90 years ago, when Parke Flick used to ride the train with his father, who was on his way to work at the West Baden Springs Resort near French Lick, Ind.

 

French Lick, Ind.
Tom Strattman for The New York Times
Locomotives outside the Railway Museum.
Tom Strattman for The New York Times
The casino at French Lick.

“People called this the Monte Carlo of America back then,” said Mr. Flick, now 94, watching as a little diesel engine pulled five vintage passenger cars into the town’s depot. It stopped just short of the resort, with its mammoth red dome flanked by three white towers. “It was magnificent.”

The train was how visitors usually arrived in the Roaring Twenties — a dozen or more trainloads a day — when French Lick was one of America’s most famous, and infamous, party towns. Back then French Lick and the surrounding Springs Valley had 30 hotels and 15 clubs. The town, which got its name from the French traders who founded it and the salty mineral deposits that attracted wildlife, was a lawless hangout for a generation of politicians, entertainers, sports idols and gangsters.

“When I went into the Army and told people I was from French Lick, they all knew it, mostly for two things: Pluto Water and gambling,” Mr. Flick said. The mineral water from Pluto Springs may no longer be bottled, but the gambling, after more than a half-century’s absence, is making a comeback.

A $382 million makeover of the area’s two famed Beaux-Arts hotels has just been completed. The hotels, the French Lick Springs Resort and the West Baden Springs Resort, both of which originally opened a few months apart in 1901 and ‘02, are national historic landmarks. West Baden’s six-story atrium had the world’s largest free-span dome until the Astrodome opened in 1965.

The restoration of West Baden Springs is the last major piece of a plan to return tiny French Lick, also known as the hometown of the basketball star Larry Bird, to its long-lost status as one of the Midwest’s biggest resort destinations. West Baden’s 246 guest rooms and suites are expected to open in May, when the hotel will welcome its first paying guests since the Depression.

The neighboring French Lick Springs Resort, rechristened the French Lick Resort Casino, has been open since last fall. It had been closed for two years for a painstakingly thorough refurbishing of its 443 rooms, lobby and other public areas.

And since November at the French Lick resort, gamblers have been able to try their luck at the town’s first licensed casino, one every bit as grand as the big illicit casinos of French Lick’s heyday. The resort’s 84,000-square-foot casino features 1,200 slot machines and dozens of table games like blackjack, roulette, craps and poker.

The restorations evoke memories of French Lick’s long-lost past.

“My father kept up the grounds around the West Baden resort — they were like the gardens of Versailles,” Mr. Flick remembered. “I worked my way into a front office job, and ended up as the auditor. Dad and I were probably the last two people out before they closed years ago. I never thought it would open again. No sir.

“I thought they’d tear it down, if it didn’t fall down first.”

But preservationists saved the West Baden resort, which was near collapse 15 years ago. Guided tours have been available in recent years, but now the whole resort has been restored to its former glory.

At the French Lick resort, “they went first class with everything: linens, furniture, fixtures and all,” said Judi Kimmel, chairwoman of the committee planning the celebration of the town’s 150th anniversary, which takes place this year. “The lobby of the hotel is just absolutely out of this world. It is one of the most ornate things you will ever see. It seems like it’s all gold.”

In fact, much of it is. According to Eric Whitson, a vice president of the resort, the restoration used 6,000 square feet of gold leaf, about a million dollars’ worth.

“The place is a diamond,” said Larry Vormbrock, a retiree from Taylorsville, Ky., who has already visited the new casino several times. “It’s a little bit still in the rough, but when West Baden opens up, it will be a dream place to visit — one of those must-see places.”

THE French Lick Resort Casino also features eight new restaurants, designer shops, a bowling alley, a video game arcade and a swimming pool complete with four life-size dolphin statues spitting water. (The casino, oddly, is built in the shape of a riverboat and is surrounded by a moat, which somehow meets the letter of a 1993 state law allowing gambling on only riverboats.)

Mr. Vormbrock was honored as the winner of the first dollar paid out by the casino, at its grand opening in November.

“They really are to be complimented for hiring the friendliest staff I’ve ever seen,” he said. “I only live seven miles from the Caesars Indiana casino. But this is worth driving the extra 52 miles.”

At its Prohibition Era peak, French Lick boasted 13 casinos, all of them illegal. One of them was even owned by Indiana’s Democratic Party boss, Thomas Taggart, a former mayor of Indianapolis and eventually a United States senator. Another was owned by the impresario and circus owner Ed Ballard, who was the state’s Republican Party chairman. “That’s how the casinos managed to stay open,” Mr. Flick said. “They were protected on both sides of the aisle at the Capitol.”

“It used to be said the road to the White House ran through French Lick,” said Ms. Kimmel. Franklin D. Roosevelt, Harry S. Truman and Adlai E. Stevenson were among those who came courting the power brokers in the fabled smoke-filled rooms at the French Lick Springs Resort, prior to their presidential nominations.

Other famous guests from the town’s glamour days included the Marx Brothers, Joe Louis, Bob Hope and Bing Crosby.

“My wife and I walked through there one Sunday afternoon after they opened up,” Mr. Flick said, referring to the Boat in the Moat, as French Lickers call the new casino, “and I said if old Tom Taggart could come back and see this, he wouldn’t know what to think.”

Taggart died in 1929, but then his son Tom Jr. took over. The Depression closed West Baden, but the other casinos in town operated until 1949. That year a new governor, Henry F. Schricker, who had won election as a reformer pledged to clean up French Lick, ordered a police raid on the town to shut down the gambling parlors.

The raid took place while French Lick was packed for Kentucky Derby weekend. Adlai Stevenson, then the governor of Illinois, was in town, as was Eddie Rickenbacker, the president of Eastern Airlines.

“We’ve put a lid on French Lick, once and for all,” Schricker said after the raid. “The gamblers have been told to straighten up and clear out. Indiana will never see the likes of them again.”

But this tiny town of around 2,000 proved tough to tame. Through the 1990s, many groups presented increasingly innovative ideas for legal casinos, including entities headed by Mr. Bird and Donald Trump. Finally in 2003 Bill Cook, an Indianan who owns a company that makes medical devices and whose net worth is estimated at $3.2 billion, his wife, Gayle, and the Lauth Property Group of Indianapolis, won approval for the Boat in the Moat proposal.

The Cooks are also restoring French Lick’s status as a major golf destination. The historic Donald Ross-designed golf course a few miles west of town reopened for play last fall after an almost archaeological-caliber re-excavation and restoration.

The Donald Ross Course again looks much as it did in 1924, when it was known as the Hills Course and was the site of a United States Open won by Walter Hagen. A second 18-hole layout, designed by Pete Dye, is being built a mile north of the resort and is to open in spring 2008. An almost forgotten course designed by the legendary Tom Bendelow nearly a century ago — adjacent to the old trolley tracks between the two resorts — is also being revived and reconfigured for nine holes, along with indoor and outdoor practice facilities.

That casino trolley is just a memory now, as are the rail lines that once delivered Pullman-loads of hedonists from Louisville, Ky., 55 miles east, and Indianapolis, about 100 miles north. But the French Lick, West Baden & Southern Railway still operates a short sightseeing run from the resort’s historic depot, which also houses the Indiana Railway Museum.

Transportation is the next challenge this area must overcome. The local private airstrip is large enough for small jets, but the nearest commercial airport is in Louisville. A superhighway to Indianapolis is planned but so far unbuilt. Two-lane roads must suffice for now.

The return of the big resorts could be a boon for French Lick and the surrounding Orange County, which has experienced hard times since the ‘49 raid. The county’s days of having the state’s highest unemployment rate and lowest median household income appear to be ending. “We were slowly becoming a ghost town,” said Jerry Denbo, a French Lick native and state assemblyman who supports legalized gambling.

Now, of the more than 1,000 resort employees who have been hired, well over half are from Orange County.

Colorful names adorn towns throughout this part of southern Indiana — places like Beanblossom, Pumpkin Center, Santa Claus, Hindustan, Buddha and Gnaw Bone. But none has a history as colorful as French Lick’s, or, perhaps, a future as bright.

VISITOR INFORMATION

THE two closest major airports to French Lick are in Louisville, Ky., about an hour away, and Indianapolis, about two hours distant. Greenwood Aviation (317-605-9144; www.greenwood-aviation.com ) offers a charter service from Indianapolis for $99 round trip to French Lick’s general aviation airstrip.

Rates for lodging at the 443-room French Lick Resort Casino (8670 West State Road 56; 812-936-9300; www.frenchlick.com) start at $139 a night for a king and climb to $1,200 a night for the luxurious Pool Suite; the smaller F. D. R., Governor’s and Walter Hagen suites go for slightly less.

The West Baden Springs Hotel has the same contact information, and uses the same address. Reservations are being accepted for June 1 and beyond, although the hotel’s 246 rooms might be open a week or two earlier. Room rates start at $229, or $350 for suites. Tours ($10) are offered of the lobby, the formal gardens and the huge atrium. Big night out: the presidential-size Cook Suite, a multi-room mini-mansion that rents for $5,000 nightly.

A quaint alternative is the Beechwood Country Inn (8315 West State Route 56; 812-936-9012; www.beechwoodin.com), the former mansion of the gambling and circus tycoon Ed Ballard, who once owned the West Baden Springs Hotel and its casino. The inn has a restaurant and just six rooms, ranging from $129 for the maid’s quarters (better than it sounds) to $229 for the baronial Ballard Suite. Of special note: the Music Room, where Irving Berlin and Cole Porter each composed tunes. The inn’s owners, Tami and Ray Thompson, may also regale you with tales of other famous visitors, including Howard Hughes, Joe Louis and a gangster or two.

Would-be dudes and dudettes may prefer the Wilstem Guest Ranch (812-936-4484; www.wilstemguestranch.com), the Ballard family’s former cattle spread, six miles east on Route 150. (Watch out for slow-moving Amish buggies.) The ranch’s cabins have 12 units and the property is 1,100 acres, big enough for 30 miles of horse trails, a fishing pond and a convention-size barn.

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