Five years ago a Perfect Storm wreaked havoc in the Escondido Country Club area of Northwest Escondido. The heart and soul of our community was killed by circumstances beyond anyone's control. The stormed left a path of destruction far and wide right through the middle of our iconic neighborhood.
The neighbors rallied resources and made a gallant effort to protect and restore the community we built over the past five decades. But some suffered much more than others: some were dragged into court, forced to hire expensive attorneys to defend their homes from property title liens based on minor boundary infractions that had evolved over the fifty year history of the golf course. Some endured personal slanders simply because they dared to join in a community resistance organization, designed to protect the sanctity and resort-style character of the tight knit Country Club neighborhood. Everyone lost equity and we all have to live next to the dead carcass of what used to be a vibrant and beautiful centerpiece of our lives.
We came together like never before. Like our brothers and sisters in Texas, we put aside our age, political and financial differences. Our goal was, and still is, simple: To protect and to pass on a neighborhood we all know as a 'little corner of Paradise'.
I do not want to make a moral comparison to what terrible death and destruction the people in Texas are suffering, but in a small way, our community has demonstrated similar strength and gallantry fighting overwhelming financial and legal advantages of the owner's team of vampires.
But we soldier on, working against powerful and wealthy forces who have nothing other than dollar signs in their sights. Despite what their press releases tell you, they are not noble agents of change, here to help us recover from our own unnatural disaster. They are looters, willing to exploit human suffering to line their pockets with an estimated $100 million in transferred property equity.
So I say, 'Stay Strong Escondido' and 'Remember The Alamo!'