Once a small clean town on the bay, coming off of the Gulf of Mexico. The little town with clean beaches, relied on the tourists to come in the winter months.
They rented the cottages on the islands, along the sands and ate in the restaurants. The beaches were free to all, who wanted to enjoy the water.
Then, the changes hit in the '70's, and the northerners decided to rip up the beaches and make the towering condos, seem like spaces on Miami Beach and Galt Ocean Mile. The town looked forward to more income and the visitors stayed and built large homes.
But, the jobs never came to support the desires of "more and more". The schools were built and the roads were paved through the growing fields of tomatoes and oranges.
The wages were low for most residents, which was just fine for those that needed to hire workers. The taxes increased to support those new roads to bigger houses. The wage earners paid their taxes for new white sands behind houses on the beach, that did not share their space with the "locals".
When, the housing market became saturated with badly built homes, the crash hit and the hell began for those living on-the-margin.