Brownwood I Dreamed Ch 03
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Author’s Note: This is not a complete story and is intended as a prelude or supplement for stories that are part of the Brownwood Collection. Hopefully it will give readers a more detailed description of the Brownwood setting. Since this isn’t an actual story, comments and scoring have been turned off.
And ‘yes’ it’s dry, needs an editor and reads like a report… umm… that’s because it IS a report.
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The following excerpts were taken from a business relocation scouting report from Meyer, Jameson and Associates to an undisclosed client.
Updated: August 2014
General City Overview
Brownwood is a small Midwestern city of about 100,000 people located about an hour to an hour and a half north of a major metropolitan city known locally as ‘The City.’ It is the county seat and thus houses the Johnson County Courthouse and correctional facility. Crystal Lake State Park, located five miles to the northwest, is also economically and socially tied to Brownwood.
Logistical Makeup
Brownwood has two main thoroughfares, Interstate 45 is the primary north-south avenue while State Highway 10 provides east-west access. Railroad tracks that run NNW-SSE mark the eastern most edge of the city. State Park Road provides the western border. Main Street located just west of Interstate 45, runs north and south and is an integral business thoroughfare.
Additional east-west access in Brownwood is provided by North Precinct Line and Southtown Road. These also indicate the northern and southern boundaries of the city.
Historical Landmarks and Local Flavor
Brownwood has several historical landmarks that add to the personality of this city. The Hawthorne Hotel was once one of the premier hotels in the state and the Collins Feed Mill is still the largest grain mill in the state. Both have been in operation since the 1950’s.
The most identifiable landmark is the Town Square. It consists of a large city park that splits Main Street in the heart of downtown Brownwood. It is surrounded by a multitude of businesses including the First Bank of Brownwood, the Hawthorne Hotel on the north side and City Hall and the Johnson County Courthouse on the south.
One of the more colorful examples of local folklore revolves around the term, Johnson County Princess, or JCP. Multiple generations ago, a family with five daughters moved to Brownwood. They were exceptionally beautiful. Their beauty became so widely known that their female descendants were highly prized and referred to as Johnson County Princesses.
These physical traits have been passed down through the generations and are still very noticeable. A typical JCP is around five feet tall, very petite, round face, small upturned nose with a childlike voice. They are also very well endowed, to the point that it looks almost abnormal on their small frames. They’re best described by the locals as ”the result of one of Santa’s elves mating with a Barbie doll!’
Economics
There are three principal economic centers in Brownwood. The first is in the northeast corner of the city where you find the Mid-State Battery plant and the Collins Feed Mill. The second is Main Street and the Town Square which is the heart of the city. Finally to the southeast is the Brownwood Industrial Park and Lakewood Mall.
Besides these business centers, one can easily identify the economic layout of Brownwood by observing its housing additions. The larger more expensive homes being in the north while the low income housing and mobile home parks being off of Southtown Road.
The only exception to this is the Manor Street Estates. These large estates are found only a few blocks west of the Town Square. Most of the older prominent families live in these mansions.
Other than Manor Street, the Twin Oaks and Brownwood Heights housing additions boast most of the nicest homes in Brownwood. Both are located next to the Twin Oaks Country Club north of North Precinct Line.
Political and Local Influences
Brownwood, like many smaller towns, both flourishes and struggles with having a handful of groups controlling the majority of the city’s economic decisions. These families hold the lion’s share of the local influence and must be dealt with by any incoming business.
The oldest families, Hawthorne, Rutherford and Thorpe, all have ties with the city’s founding fathers and hold multiple interests throughout the city. Most notable are the Thorpes who own the First Bank of Brownwood, the Hawthornes who own and operate the state landmark Hawthorne Hotel and the Four Seasons Resort at Crystal Lake, and the Rutherfords who hold controlling interest in Lakewood Mall.
The Braughm family owns the Mid-State Battery plant, the largest employer in Brownwood. It also is heavily involved in the development of the Brownwood Industrial Park.
The Collins and Navarro families hold a great deal of clout due to their very large agricultural holdings. The Navarros have several very large ranches located just west of the city, while the Collins’ own the Feed Mill and control a huge amount of farmland northeast of the city.
Educational and other Resources
Two resources for employee training are readily available. Johnson County Community College is located off of North Precinct Line and St Catherine’s College rests just south of the Town Square on Highway 28.
To the southeast of the college is the Brownwood medical district. This small area houses most of the medical facilities along with Sacred Heart Regional Hospital.
Religion
Most religions are represented in Brownwood. The two largest churches by far are All Saints Catholic Church located next to St Catherine’s College and First Baptist Church of Brownwood located north on Main Street.
A third large church, Calvary Temple Cathedral, was located on the west side of town along Old State Park Road. However due to a scandal several years ago, that church closed its doors. The reason it’s mentioned is because the very large building is now owned by the city and is lightly used. It would be a strong candidate to house a medium to large business looking to relocate.
Crime
Crime in Brownwood is relatively low, much lower than in the City. The majority of the violent crime occurs, not surprisingly, in the southern low income part of the city. The southwest corner of Brownwood houses multiple bars and adult entertainment establishments.
There is some organized crime in the area. It’s primarily found in a couple of biker gangs that look at Brownwood as a base. There is also some gang-related activity attributed to individuals affiliated with some of the larger gangs in the City. There is speculation that these gangs are beginning to expand their influence in Brownwood.
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