When I moved to "small town" Our poor delivery guy was in a panic b/c I lock my doors. He didn't know where in the world to put my packages and was scared I was hiding something. Apparently the only person to lock their door in the history of the town was a passing through hooligan :0S

What fun is life without crime, base heads, schizophrenics wandering about, public transportation and way overpriced places to shop?

Just kidding. Base heads can be entertaining, but sometimes I think I would love a simple life in a rural area.

It's ok Lauren, our shops are overpriced too- but it's because they know we'll buy it instead of driving 60 miles to find it for less Public transportation is the big spray painted school bus everyone rents out for bachelor parties...and I just had to google what a base head was Yes, I think the rural life will be just fine for me. It is simpler (until you need diapers at 6 pm and have to spend the rest of the night driving to Walmart to buy them) but there are some drawbacks. As long as you don't mind everyone knowing every detail about you it's fine. Just don't leave your car parked in front of the bar Saturday night or everyone will see it on their way to church. (which is next to the bar. haha!)

I love living on an island inhabited by people who live here because they want to be here. It also helps that my neighbor's are all really nice dog people who believe in good fences despite there being no leash law. Barking as a result isn't really a big deal, everyone is pretty respectful of fences which is a great thing.

Of course there are downsides, one time we lost power for a month in November because of a bad windstorm because restoring power in the middle of BFN isn't a priority. Lesson learned and we came up with a much better emergency plan. Also we have unique road hazards like this week it was heavier than normal rain leading to flooding which lead to a significant road delay due to a family of beavers on the roadway.

I love these stories. I've always wanted to try small town life.

Rural is wonderful for the most part. The positives far out weight the negative IMO. I can step outside the back door and take my dogs for a run in the field without worry about anything other than if there are deer in the field.

My grandparents didn't lock their doors for the longest time. One night they went out and decided to lock the doors for whatever reason. Two of their daughters (teenagers at the time) came home and freaked out because the doors were locked. They went over to the neighbors because they were sure something was wrong at home.

And where my parents live is right in the middle of where my mom grew up (she lived in 3 houses in the space of a square mile and their house sits in just about the middle of that area now!) and many of the neighbors are people my mom grew up with. It's nice to have people around that you trust.

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Love small town life.:smile:

Back in the day when Grandma and I were raising chickens, we would order them through the mail.

We still do that here lol. Ducks, geese chickens pheasants etc etc etc lol

You're making me miss Roy, WA.

I love rural. I think if I had to move back into the "city" part of me would just shrivel up.

Here if two cars are going for the same parking spot both stop and wave the other one in..... The bagger checks the lids on things like bleach to make sure they are tight.... Local Politicians still knock on the dog to explain face to face their stance or platform.

Our county is still dry believe it or not so the chain restaurants are not here and our downtown still has that downtown feeling. A little ragged and neglected but it's still there. Go out for a hamburger and it's locally owned. I like that.

There are so many little things that just add up to a more peaceful way of life for me.

A few years back a local resident went into the Bank with a gun and demanded his money. He didn't have any in the account but the teller knew him. The bank called his wife and the Sheriff who both came down and led him out. He has Alzheimer's.

Somehow I think the outcome would of been different in so many places.

Ironically I grew up in a small town and couldn't wait to get out of it and find people that didn't remember I cried the first day of Kindergarten......

Guess it's the full circle thing coming into play again. <grin>

Wow, Betty. That sounds idyllic. Priorities sure change as we get wiser with age. In my 20s it was important to live in a "hip" neighborhood with lots of action. In my 30s moved to a quieter part of town, habituated by mostly people in their 30s. Now I'm out in the 'burbs and I LONG for life in the country.