Fredrik Eklund

Fredrik reflects on losing the Marble House but finding joy in having is loved ones in the midst of the hurricane.

on May 15, 2013

When I signed on to do this show, I had no idea how personal it was all going to get. I expected the crew to follow my deal-making, and that my business would grow from millions of people over the world watching my negotiation skills. I never thought I would open up to the cameras to this extent with my personal life.

When super-storm Sandy hit New York, we were unprepared. I was in the midst of selling -- or trying to sell -- the beautiful Marble House in Tribeca, and under enormous pressure. The clock was ticking. Every day counted. I needed to sell the Marble House, I had to sell the Marble House. To me there was no other alternative. I truly loved the property, and I know I could do it, somehow I would pull it off within the 30 days I had. I lost sleep over it. I whipped my team to help me. I went all out with international advertising and broker outreach.

That Monday when the heavy rain came down over Manhattan and they closed most roads, were we one of the last cars down to West Side Highway with a client from Florida. I was thankful that a buyer was THAT serious they wanted to see this property with this powerful storm hitting Manhattan. They loved the Marble House, and left the property excited. I remember them discussing how to furnish the place in the car back to the Plaza where they stayed. That afternoon, Derek and I sat with the dogs in our lap looking out over downtown as the waves got bigger and bigger down on the Hudson River. It was scary, but I held his hand and I felt so good about hopefully winning over all the odds and finally I thought I had found a buyer for the Marble House -- within the short 30 days I had.

At around 11 pm that same night the electricity went out. I hadn't listened to the news too much, unfortunately, and we had not filled our bathtubs with water like we should have. We had very few candles. We had no groceries really. I had not prepared for the storm, as I should have. I was busy working those days. And after all, we lived in the best city in the world -- New York. I thought somehow we would be taken care of, that what would happen to the city could not happen. But it did.