@Logan52 thank you for sharing that insight. That is similar to my experience as well. My mother was born in 1929, they lived on a creek bottom, hillside farm a mile down a creek that served as their road in and out of that holler.
She always told that while guarding the newly planted corn field from the chickens she decided that she was going to do more with her life than stay down that holler.
Later in life she inherited a piece of land from her mother's side of the family that had been in that family since 1803. She and my father bought an adjoining tract of family land at auction around the same time.
She was always proud of the land but at the same time she was very down on farming and didn't see it as viable, it was like she was conflicted about it.
We are only around 25 miles from Lexington, the second largest city in KY, however we are east if there which puts us straight in between the big city and the eastern KY mountain counties. It makes for a very strange local existence. We are stereotyped by each region as being like the other, although on our side of the county we are in the hills and much more like the mountain counties.
The people that live in the city and an increasing amount of people moving out int the county have a much different way of thinking than us rural people. Many of them come to small towns or out in the "country" to get away from the big city day to day, then they get upset that it's different.
There has always been a very deep urban/suburban vs rural divide.
There is so much unimaginable animosity from the town people against the rural that it's mind boggling.
Then we have the classist mindset that kinda goes back to my mother being conflicted, because she was so aware of all that.
The urban and suburban people hate the farmers, and are willing to believe all the propaganda from the anti ag crowd.
Lots of times we meet folks from all across the country and other countries that are much kinder and willing to hear our side of the agriculture story than the people in our own town.