
Late Night Real Estate: Indoor Pools in Premont, Texas

This home spotted by @cheapoldhouses with an INDOOR POOL is too good not to be tonight’s Late Night Real Estate. It’s also particularly special to me because it is located in Premont, Texas, a town between the Rio Grande Valley (where I grew up) and San Antonio. There’s a Dairy Queen, a lot—I mean a lot—of hunting going on, and a few abandoned buildings along the downtown square that have been there for as long as I can remember, which would be a solid two decades.

On Highway 281, I’ve inched through this town (40 mph speed limit) at least once a year—sometimes many times a year—but I’m not really sure who its residents are. One of its residents, however, was someone who understood the value of the not-so-small, unusual luxuries in life like indoor pools in wood-paneled rooms. This person—or persons—sound like a sparkly wild card in a town that otherwise may not possess much glamour.
At 224 SW 9th St, there is a home you can purchase for the low, low price of $45,000. It looks to be a ‘70s time capsule—a tan-brick, ranch-style home with wood-paneled walls stained a slightly lighter shade than the cherry-colored floors. My absolute favorite part is that in the living room, there’s a three-pane sliding glass door catty-cornered to the kitchen, allowing you half a peek at who’s swimming. The bathrooms also have bubblegum-pink tiles and vanity lighting, which tells me that in spite of the rather masculine main living areas, someone with a softer sensibility also lived here.

It appears that 224 SW 9th Street is located across the street from Dollar General, with Lopez Country Bar practically in your backyard. Reviews of the bar on Google Maps range from “nice place to unwind” to “needs better people to come here” to simply “chilled”.
Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on the kind of business you do), the property is now “under auction terms” and in foreclosure. For this lovely, groovy seventies number of mysterious origins in Premont—a town dubbed Home of the Cowboys and with a population of 2,572 people (down from 3,049 in 1963)—I think this sentence from realtors.com sums it up best: “pool is empty and condition is unknown”.
