Kimberly-Vincent Luxury Real Estate - June 2020

JUNE 2020



Meet the Man Who Introduced Me to Real Estate HAPPY FATHER’S DAY, DAD!

If you’ve been reading these newsletters since day one, then you might remember that my journey into real estate started early. When I was a kid, I spent a lot of my time before and after school on construction sites, exploring basements that were mid-remodel and learning the ins and out of the construction business. I’ve been studying houses for 60 years, and that’s all thanks to my dad. With Father’s Day just around the corner, I thought it was about time I gave him the shoutout he deserves.

I didn’t quite inherit my dad’s handiness — I’m better suited to the business side of things — but that wasn’t for lack of trying. As soon as I was old enough, I started helping my dad with the remodels, and he kept dragging me out to construction sites all through my teen years. To be honest, I resented it back then. I can’t count the number of times I got home from football practice, showered up, and was on my way out the door to hang out with friends when my dad smacked me in the chest to stop me and said, “Son,

While I might not have inherited my dad’s handiness, I did inherit his work ethic. I put the same amount of dedication and effort into buying and selling houses now that he used to put into remodeling them. Just like him, I’m proud of my work and know that I do it well. Looking back, I have nothing but admiration for my dad. He was a talented guy and still is even though he’s 88 now and has been retired here in Naples for 20 years. I couldn’t ask for a better role model or a better grandfather for my kids. Dad, if you’re reading this, happy Father’s Day! Even though you

“I didn’t quite inherit my dad’s handiness — I’m better suited to the business side of things — but that wasn’t for lack of trying.”

My father is a first-generation Italian- American. He grew up in Trenton, New Jersey, served in the Air Force during the Korean War, and is one of the handiest, hardest-working people I’ve ever known. When I was growing up, he worked as a hospital maintenance supervisor, but he still found time to remodel houses and build furniture on the side. In fact, he built all of the furniture in my childhood home. Back in those days, he was a do-anything kind of guy. He could fix anything, make anything, and build anything. When he started flipping houses, he handled the plumbing, electrical, carpentry, masonry, you name it. Helping him with those projects was my first foray into understanding real estate.

we’ve got work tonight.” The last thing I wanted to do back then was lie on my back painting ceilings or installing pipes all weekend with him and my brother, but I always did it anyway. Looking back now, those weekends working side-by-side are some of my fondest memories. It’s funny how life works like that. Even though I was always the butt of the joke (my brother, who has passed now, was mechanically inclined like my dad, so they loved to poke fun at my inability to fix things), we laughed a lot, and I learned even more. What I figured out on those long nights and weekends would become the foundation of my real estate business.

seemed like a pain when I was a teenager, I loved you then and I love you now. I’ll see you soon! –Vincent Napoleon


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