If you don't know what Mayberry is, it's a small fictional southern town that was the setting for The Andy Griffith Show. It's commonly used to describe a "perfect" small town where crime is non-existent, no one locks their doors, and everybody knows everyone (and their business). The streets are clean, the houses are cute and well-kept, and the jail is tiny with only 2 cells (one for women, one for men). Everybody goes to church every Sunday and they judge YOU if you don't go.
That's my hometown- at least that's how it was when I was living there. It was stifling to me. There was a small clique of people who were considered 'elite' in that town. They were the wealthy upper crust- the officials, the owners of the town businesses, the doctors, the lawyers, and all their spouses and kids. 🙄 This is an actual photo of those types, taken in my hometown in 1950-something. It's like a Rockwell painting.
If you weren't one of those people or their descendants, you were nobody. It's still like that, too. One reason I left as soon as I legally could.
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I'm wondering if your town didn't also have at least a couple of hardcore, mean-as-hell redneck families, families that most others avoided as much as possible. That's how it was in the smallish Texas city where I once lived.
