Nora Sullivan looked out the window of the small building the city government shared with the general store. Ten years! It had been an entire decade since she first arrived in Adobe Springs, and twelve overall since she had left New York. How things had changed! The city had blossomed in recent years, its status as a trading center bringing an influx of money and people. Its overall population continued to trail nearby Fiero, but another decade would likely change that.
Yet despite all this progress, the mayor and his board still seemed to think Adobe was the small frontier village it stopped being years ago. The small school and church (right of the water tower) were built for a city half the size, and would need expansion soon.
And the city government was still headquartered in that small corner building! Nora had been pestering her superiors to fund a dedicated city hall, but only with her recent promotion to city planner and the discovery of gold in the area had her proposal been approved.
After much deliberation a site had been selected (the block in the center of the picture). The residents put up a fight, especially the owner of the mansion (one of only a handful in the entire town), but they were eventually...persuaded to leave. Nora never really knew how it had happened, only that it did.
The block was cleared, and construction commenced quickly.
By the beginning of 1886, a year after the proposal passed, city hall was completed. The benefits of the new city hall soon became apparent, as wealthier residents swarmed the area, building nicer homes and lifting the neighboorhood's look immensely.
Though part of the reason for the influx of wealthier residents to the city center could be attributed to the town dump that had been layed out a few years back. It had filled up quickly, and relieved Adobe Springs' chronic trash problem.
The industrial sector had also expanded over the last ten years, its growth threatening to revoke Fiero's status as the dominant industrial center in the region. Nora was pushing to move the industry wholesale south of the railroad to clean the river of the horrible pollution that currently afflicted it, but so far all her arguments had done was create a bigger factory sector that only aggravated the current problem.
These issues, though, mattered little in the big sweep of history that was to come. Nora knew that. Adobe Springs was on its way to great things, and she was lucky enough to be along for the ride.