In 2012 the Escondido Country Club Community was struck by a virus that has continued to eat away at our soul. It has cost the neighborhood millions in lost home equity, in legal expenses, in human connectivity and in personal health. Many of the people who owned homes adjacent to the abandoned property have seen their retirement dreams turned into nightmares. Some have simply decided life is too short to spend any more of what they have left trying to preserve the community they built for the next generation.
Time passes and the energy it takes to fight change, dissipates.
In many ways, this battle reflects the generational divisions faced by all Americans. The question is, just how far should the current generation go to preserve what many in the next generation simply don't venerate? Are the neighborhood preservationists right to put value in community spirit and tradition? Or are we standing in the way of progress?
A few years after a forest fire, nature rejuvenates itself and soon it is hard to see evidence of past fires. In a community under attack, the neighborhood just keeps getting sicker. The vast expanses of fairway grass that once exemplified our quiet corner of paradise have now reversed themselves into what has become a battered and sickly bargaining chip in a ruthless battle for development rights. Our community is on it's back in a hospital bed, with little or no help to keep it alive. The only folks attending to the patient are a few hundred hardcore homeowners who refuse to give in to the malevolent virus.
The conflict is over visions of the future: One side wants to preserve the sameness that made our neighborhood a united community. The other side wants to divide it up into villages, designed to establish enclaves, all different, and quite the opposite of what currently exists. One is for conformity and a retirement theme, the other is for modernity and urbanity, and creating a treasure chest of profits, too.
The proposed new development would be like mixing water and oil, which is not in and of itself a bad thing, unless you value continuity and assimilation...
Oxygen tanks and all, the resistance continues to rally for life support from a court system that has up until now, been hostile and indifferent. As we approach the end of 2018, will our bedside watch be rewarded? Is there life left in this battle? Can the Spirit of Escondido Past hold on to see a renovated community restore its place in history as one of the premier retirement colonies in all of Southern California, or will the tide of modernity simple wash all of those memories and hopes away?
If history is any indicator...