
The Town of Buckeye took the lead in the late 1980s by annexing thousands upon thousands upon thousands of acres of undeveloped land, then allowed the developers to come in and do whatever they wanted. My husband and I had bought a 1+ acre lot and house in 1988 about 7 miles outside of "downtown" Buckeye. We were surrounded by desert.
In 2000, the developers decided the time was right. They began bulldozing the desert flat and putting up thousands and thousands of little ticky tacky boxes that all looked the same. Prices went up overnight. One woman I worked with bought one of these mass-produced houses and lived on the rise in equity for a year -- and she lived LAVISHLY. I don't know what happened to her after I moved away.
They put in infrastructure first -- widened roads, built a freeway interchange, the whole thing. Several golf courses, schools, water treatment plant, the works. And then they started selling houses.
After my husband died in 2005, I decided to get out. There was nothing tying me to Buckeye and I wanted to come to the East Valley, so I put the house on the market. Listed at $340K on Monday and sold it for $340K on Friday. My next-door-neighbor was the agent and she handled both the sale and the purchase, so I had a lot of information on the buyer that I might not have.
We closed escrow the end of March 2006. My agent had been closing two sales a week for almost a year up to that time; after mine, her entire office went on a dry spell. A month later, when I had to get in touch with her about something, she said she had not had a single close since mine. Her office had started to resort to week-end open houses again, and the Sunday before I talked to her (this was in late April or early May 2006) they had held five open houses and had not one single looker at any of them!
Her house, by the way, was for sale as of about two months ago. Listed at $368K

it is now on zillow with a "zestimate" value of for $255K, so apparently no longer for sale. She is no longer in real estate, and since her husband was self-employed in a construction-related business, I suspect they may have fallen on hard times.
The bizarre thing is that I never really had any emotional attachment to the house in Buckeye, even though I lived there for 18 years. Now that I've been gone and now that the price is sooooo low, I feel sorry for it.
Tansy Gold, incurable sentimentalist but not willing to leave Apache Junction!