In our ghetto, kids from up and down the street like to come here to play. Something to do with a tree to climb, and animals. . . . but mostly because of the two kids on bikes zooming all around the neighborhood saying hi to everybody. Out in the sticks people do have limited social contacts generally, but everybody within eighty miles knows more about you than you can stand, and consider you neighbors.
I know your perspective is reasonable on the limited data you have from a more rigidly set life pattern, esconsced within the huge elementary/middle/high school complexes where survival requires self-imposed limited social circles and cliques or gangs, and the people you meet "coming in" from outside aka "homeschoolers" just don't know where they fit in, but free kids who aren't raised in a climate of fear turn out entirely fine.