In Scottsdale, near Phoenix, Ariz., one day last week, a trailer-towing car tooled into the Oasis Mobile Home Park. The driver and his wife gazed appreciatively at the neat flower beds and the swimming pool, the recreation hall and the nine-hole putting green, the croquet court and the three shuffleboard courts. The weekly schedule of activities, posted by the "sunshine girl" or social director, revealed plans for potluck dinner, pinochle games, bridge night, dancing, and classes in ceramics and art. The well-fitted trailers—preferably called mobile homes—were leashed to water lines and TV lines, phone lines and plumbing lines (no clotheslines,...
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