For a hundred years, Corona was just an empty space on the road between Los Angeles, Riverside, and San Diego. Then, the assembly line turned cars from an expensive toy for the rich into a necessity. A trip on horse back from los Angeles took about a week. A car, even at the lower speeds of the day could get to San Diego by dinner time if they left L.A. after breakfast. Corona caught the eye of a promoter of the new sport car racing. There were many one mile tracks, but he set about building the first ten mile circular track. Corona became a week end resort with the rich, and not so rich coming down to see cars travel at sixty miles an hour. Hotels and restaurants became a booming industry there and the town of Corona began to be built.
Everyone who built a home in Corona wanted his to be the last. The rural atmosphere was considered Coronas most important attraction. My brother and sister in law bought a small house on an acre of land there in the late sixties. Gary drove bulldozers, and Mary was a dental assistant. On the week ends Gary worked on enlarging the house. First a new wing, and later a second floor. Other small homes were nearby, but the atmosphere was still farm country, The only local industries were quarries for stone and clay for shipment to the big metropolitan construction site. Eventually even the quarries closed.
Then, ten years ago a huge mall was built on the quarry site down the hills from Mary and Garry's house. Housing projects for upward bound yuppie families. Now there is very little open space. The ten mile track is long gone. This is the last tree on the site of the old clay quarry behind Their home.
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