LMAO my friend (the one you guys have seen in a few of my pictures) put a contract on one of the very homes you describe (I can't remember the name of the architect). Never mind that their kids didn't want to move, they wanted to move to a "HIP" area and the school district be damned. Who cares if the schools are crap, your house is COOL. The contract fell through because the house had major issues and they lost their earnest money. Your "one-note progressive" description made me laugh as it fits. I still love her though, she is a good person.
To the majority of homosexuals and their friends, schools are not a concern. 
What is a concern is that these drop-dead gorgeous Oak Cliff neighborhoods are isolated by the ghetto mindset found just across the first major street in any direction. Sad really. Oak Cliff was a wonderous place to grow up back in the day.
For grins:
This house from that website use to belong to my best friend's family. They lived here until about 1969. It had four bedroom and three baths. You could throw a formal ball in the kitchen, which was connected to the pool/garden area by three huge sliding glass doors. It was a beatuiful home. Twice our home over on the cheap street.
I remember there was quite an uproar when they put it on the market in 1967 or '68 for $38,000.00. It was an unheard of high price in the neighborhood. Neighbors were up in arms over the potential increase in property taxes. There was no way they were going to get "that much", etc. They didn't.
They sold it for about ten thousand less a couple of years later. Those were the days.
My parents paid $13,500 for our house in 1964. 
i know ... my dad's payment on the house my mom still lives in was roughly 200something a month. they took 30 years to pay it off and now? he would be spinning in his grave if he knew what we paid for our house up here... in Dallas this house would have a moat, a drawbridge and several acres.. possibly an armed guard at a gate. 
My parent's mortgage payment was $87.50. I remember it well. You'd think they had to do without food to make it. My folks were tight with George, Abe, Alex, Tom, Ully, and Ben.
