Small town goes up to 20,000, therefore I was in a rural area; in fact the address was Route #_, Box xxx; there was a street address (with no number until the ‘80s) but the post office didn’t recognize it. Our voting place & technical town was truly rural, in the sticks. The immediate neighborhood was adjacent to a farm (now a WalMart complex with supermarket and fast food joints) on one side, an idyllic woods on another and a vacant lot across the street. We played in the street and yelled, “here comes a car” as needed. We could walk into a town of approximately 7,000 population. Really the place is a resort paradise with a beautiful lake within a 26 minute walk, swimming beach, state park, etc.
Since my parents were from the city I always felt like a city person. A great place to be from, as they say.
Martha, you idea about frugality is valid. Well into my 20s, I had no idea how to go about shopping. Somewhere along the line I learned and now, retired, I’m appalled at all the stuff I’ve accumulated. Now, I just want to spend on experiences like plays, operas, my idea of a cruise is a day pass on the ferry boats, movies, dinner out with friends, but those things aren’t busting my budget, still frugal.