As a kid I used to love The Little House storybook. I loved the illustrations best because, although it has a happy ending, the story made me sad. I now realize my hometown of Corona, California, is exactly like The Little House. The homes from the 1900s, when Corona’s main business was citrus, now have gas stations or yoga studios as neighbors.
I know business is progress, I just think a Craftsman house from 1910 is too good to have a mini mart across the street.