There’s a large house two blocks from the Atlantic Ocean near Charleston, S.C., that five years ago was an empty lot. A little grass, some dirt and scattered trash. It wasn’t a large lot — it easily could have been mistaken as part of the neighbor’s unkept side yard — and it certainly didn’t draw the attention of most passersby.
But Jared Bednar is different. He’s always been. Nothing is ever what it is; it’s what it could be.
He didn’t see a desolate space. He saw a five bedroom, 4 ½ bath home. A hot tub and a pool.