Well, would you? Would you be willing to leave behind the air conditioners, the computers, the large flat screen TVs, the fast food places and all the things we've become accustomed to having to go to live in Mayberry as it was then? Andy and all the rest would be there. You too would get to see movies at the Grande and eat at the diner. I don't know about you, but I'd be on the first bus!
Actually I've already live in my own little Mayberry whilst I was growin' up. I lived in a small town where everybody knew everybody. No hustle and bustle of the big city life. One traffic light. We had a little goof-ball deputy and we called him Barney.(his last name was Barnhart). When we parked along the street where there were parking meters we'd put pennies on top of the meter and when the officers noticed the time was up they'd slip the coins in the meters for us. We had a one -chaired barber shop, a jewelry store, a ladies store which sold panty hose, a small department store(Western Auto) two banks(one for the rich people and one for the ordinary folks), a ball field with swings, a movie theatre(they sold Goober's and JuJu B's), a small restaurant that my parents owned like the Diner that had a soda fountain and I was the soda jerk just like Opie, a post office with a stamp machine, a jail with two cells(I know because I was in one of them), a Hotel in the middle of the town, a gas station in town that people walked to to get a bottle of pop. We even had a town drunk who was the kindest man ya ever wanted to meet(when he was sober) Rumor has it there was a moonshiner just on the outskirts of town who sold him moonshine. My hometown was so much Mayberry. Then things started to change. They built a major highway(Interstate 81) that passed thru the edge of town that ruined everything. Big city people moved in on us. We no longer knew everyone in town. Instead of staying Mayberry we became Raleigh with all the hustle and bustle with all the traffic lights, we were no longer crime free(police dept. bought a drug sniffin' dog), our restaurant was replaced by fast food places, the small dept store and ladies shop replaced by Wal Mart. Heck the new police officers even started to arrest people for jaywalkin' and riding their bikes on the sidewalks. Needless to say we ain't Mayberry nomore. I still live in this what used to be small town but I sure miss the old days. In answer to your question I'd move to Mayberry in a heartbeat but being that the small Mayberry like towns probably don't exist anymore I guess I'll keep living in my Mayberry state of mind.
It would be nice to live in a community with so many decent, righteous, caring folks as we see in Mayberry, but other than that, I couldn't live there. I've lived my whole life in a big, noisy city, so I guess I'm too jaded. Heck even Barney couldn't resist the allure of the big city and eventually had to move away (but we all know Barney had a wild streak in him). The other consideration is that I tend to be very private and I'm not sure I would like the fact that everybody in town knows everybody else's business. Then again, it doesn't snow in Mayberry so that could be a plus.
Besides, Mayberry is "dry" so I'd have to get very well acquainted with those delightful Morrison sisters or else spend a lot of time in Mt. Pilot where the action is.
Like Joe, I grew up in a place even smaller than Mayberry. We didn't even have a traffic light! No movie theater either. But it was like Mayberry in that everybody knew each other and would help each other out if they needed it. They would also meddle in each other's business in a heartbeat. If a kid acted up or got in trouble your mother would know about it before you got home. And then you paid the price--twice. Once when Mother heard about it and again when Daddy got home. And, if it was a bad enough crime your grandparents got involved too!!
But it was a blessed place to grow up. You were cared about and you cared about your neighbors. Now "Our Hometown" is a bedroom community for Nashville. There's a shopping mall where my husband and brother used to go hunting and they've torn down our old school. Traffic lights and traffic jams everywhere you go.
I'd move to Mayberry in a minute. It would be like going home to me. Home Sweet Home...
I know what you mean! I remember we had a tiny little jail in the town where I grew up. As kids, we walked by it on the way home from school. We tried to peek in the barred window sometimes to see if anyone was in there. No such luck! There was never any heavy duty arresting going on in that town!
Hi Thelscuz, my daughter and her family live in Antioch, Tn...is that anywhere near you?
Joe and Thelscuz, My Dad grew up in a one stop sign town. He talks about everybody knowing anything he'd done in church the next day. That might have been my Grandma's fault. Everybody was meddling and helping like you said. My Dad drove the car down the street when he was 13, and a neighbor said, "That kid can barely see over the steering wheel." The other neighbor said, "No, he's 18." Their biggest problem was a few teenagers driving way too fast.
I would move to Mayberry!
The magic of the show was they made you beleive in he reality of the town. As the years have went by (I'm 54 now), I truly wish i could go back in time to live as Mayberrians did.
It might take a little bit to unwind, but I would move there. I wouldn't even need the Andy Griffith DVD's and I've still got a tube style TV, just not 13" black and white. I guess air conditioning would be the worst one. Hopefully they are past the coal furnaces my Mom and Dad talk about where you would wake up freezing because the fire went out.
Yes, Hungry Buzzard, we are not far from Antioch. 15-20 miles away would be my guess. We grew up in Mt. Juliet, which wasn't even on the maps back then. MJHS used to play Antioch in football when we were in high school--back when dinosaurs roamed the earth and we learned how to chip rocks to write messages. We graduated in 1955.
I remember a red-letter day (well, really night) on Homecoming in 1955. My sweetheart was Captain of the football team (sigh...), so naturally I was football queen. All us girls were down in the cafeteria getting dressed in our bouffant formal gowns with hoops and crinolines (no, really). One of the girls pulled out a weird-shaped can and started spraying a somewhat-perfumed substance around.
This is "Hairspray," she said. "You spray it on your hair and it holds it in place." WOW! We all took turns spraying like crazy and you can see in the photos they took later on that my short hair is FIRMLY in place. It even survived the l-o-n-g kiss The Captain gave me when he put the crown on my head. (My mother was very upset about that.)
By the way, we got married in December after we graduated and he had done his Basic Training. Fifty-seven years later we're still together!!! Few bumps in the road along the way but we made it. Only in Mayberry, OOPS, I mean Mt. Juliet.
Thinking back, I guess you could say my old neighborhood was a mini Mayberry in the middle of a huge city. Our neighbors were much like the folks in Mayberry, we had our own local shops, churches, theater, gas station, grocery store,etc. Going downtown to shop was something we only did 3-4 times a year because there was no need; almost everything we needed was within walking distance. We never locked our doors in the daytime and crime was virtually unheard of. A big outing was a trip to Sears on Saturday morning. A trip to the "hamburger joint" (there were no McDonald's or Burger Kings in our area back then) or the Dairy Queen was my idea of a real treat. We rode our bikes and played baseball/football in the park. Nowadays, that same neighborhood is still fairly stable, but it's nothing like it was back then.
This was in the 60s and the world around us was rapidly changing forever, we just didn't know it at the time. Those changes didn't effect us until later.
Time marches on, but it was a very carefree time and I wouldn't trade my childhood memories for the world.
We mostly went to the hamburger places as a treat, too, except it seems like it was always after a doctor or dentist appointment. I guess it was even more of a treat when the dentist appointment was over. My favorite was Burger Chef, maybe because of the fun meals. I don't think we had a Dairy Queen, but there was a McDonald's and a Burger Queen (early 70s). By the way, I like idea for your name of Hungry Buzzard.
Thanks Steve...the screen name is a tribute to my favorite obnoxious TAGS guest star. I'm not very buzzardly in real life, but I am usually hungry.