Jeff Greene's desert tenants seek relief
RIDGECREST, Calif. — As you stand in 101-degree heat, a 20 mph wind turning the bleak landscape into a convection oven, the name of Jeff Greene's rental complex here hits you like a cruel joke: "the Oasis."
Blades of grass are as rare as a drop of humidity. Trees on the 26-acre parcel are simply stumps hacked off at odd angles. One bears a spray-painted peace sign.
In Greene's vast real estate portfolio, mostly modest apartment buildings in Los Angeles, this project on the edge of Death Valley stands out like a shabby relation. In the city, his apartments are kept to reasonable standards, neither the best nor worst in their neighborhoods. Oasis, 150 miles away, looks abandoned.