Updated: Dec 29, 2020
No matter what size city you move too, you can’t take the small-town out of you. If you grew up in rural America, your roots will always be a part of you. Us map dot town kids will probably relate to these things.
What's that? Most shops and restaurants are closed by 6:00 p.m. A few restaurants are open for dinner. Get to the liquor store by 9:00 p.m., or you’ll have to live without it for the night.
Jaywalking is legal where you come from.
Yep, in small towns, like Julian, two controlled interesting and crosswalks are few and far between.
Getting featured in the local paper is normal.
There’s a good chance that you will end up on the cover of the paper twenty times before you graduate from high school. In addition, there’s always room for letters to the editor, so you're also a published author.
Someone is always watching.
People who live in small-towns are very observant. We know what is normal so it is very easy to see what may be suspicious. You probably won’t get away with anything here. (For example, someone once tapped my parked car while parallel parking on Main Street. The person didn’t leave me a note. Three different locals saw this, wrote down their license plate, and told me about the incident. Nice try buddy, but you’re busted!)
High school dating was....interesting.
There was always a good chance you were friends with your date’s ex. It was also hard to avoid someone when you had chemistry (pun intended) class with them. It’s important to note that your class size was under 30 students.
There are no secrets.
None. That is unless the rumor is about you. It’s always interesting what you can learn about yourself that you didn’t even know. All false rumors aside, the general rule of thumb is if you don’t want someone to know about it, then don’t do it.
The teachers always compare you with your siblings.
Small-towns and small schools go together like peanut butter and jelly. The likelihood of your siblings all having Mrs. B for kindergarten, Mrs. Cox for 4th grade, and Mr. Pederson for junior high history is guaranteed. The likelihood that those same teachers taught one of your parents is probable. Scary thought I know. “You act just like your sister.” I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard that one. Then there’s the occasional “Your brother was great at spelling. Why aren’t you?” ”hmmmm...maybe I’M NOT MY BROTHER!”
“Running errands” takes hours.