We visited the government center in the Town of Marana, Arizona for the first time recently, looking for some planning and zoning information.
Marana was named for the Spanish word maraƱa ("thicket") by 19th century railroad workers who had to clear a line through the area.
Over 30 years ago, when we first moved to Tucson, there was nothing in Marana but horses and people who lived in trailers. In the seventies and eighties, a government air base was located there, and still remains. Generally, Marana was a joke, a place that no one wanted to be from or live in.
That all changed in the early nineties when it became one of the fastest growing cities in Arizona. During that time housing developments were built at the speed of light, and it's still growing. Where there was once nothing, you can now find everything from a Five Guys selling burgers to an outlet mall selling high end brands. Oh, and cotton. They grow a lot of cotton in Marana.
Marana is so much more now, and our experience was good. The government building was beautifully designed and the people who assisted us were the nicest government employees I've ever dealt with. We look forward to any interaction we may have with them in the future.
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2015: Live It
2014: Blizzard To The East, Clear Skies To The West
2013: The Discriminating House Hunter
2012: Oh, Sweet Cream Cheesus
2011: Pit Stop
2010: Sorry, no post for this day.
2009: A Peek Behind The Sacred Pantry Door
2008: Thistle Or Thatle
2007: Big, Rich, And Free
2006: Look, Honey! A Grist Mill.
2005: Sorry, no post on this day. The blog didn’t start until May 2005!
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