I can empathize with your feeling that Carrollton sucks. Having traveled to New York on three occasions, it is a thrill to experience even some of what NYC offers. Going to the top of the World Trade Center, The Empire State Building, riding the Staten Island Ferry to the Statue of Liberty, dining at Tavern on the Green and other fine restaurants, shopping on Fifth Avenue, admiring the architecture. Wow! If I could afford the real estate, I'd love to own an apartment there.
If you could experience the small rural town of Preston where I grew up, you really would be in culture shock. Mom's Kitchen is the ONLY restaurant in town. There are no hospitals, subways, museums, theaters, nor any skyscrapers. But if your father dies, the whole town turns out to pay their respects. They stand up and tell how they wish they could be just like him, a good, hard working, honest man. Everyone knew and loved him. That really means a lot.
I chose to stay in Carrollton after graduating from college. It lies somewhere along the spectrum between Preston and NYC. It has a lot more to offer now than when I was in college in the sixties: more restaurants, a cultural arts center, and easy access to Atlanta, a city with a few things to do. I hope that you will find a few good things about Carrollton someday. In the meantime, I feel your pain.
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