Sounds like an interesting neighborhood, especially the fighting cocks. Arriba!
Cockfighting never did die out in the rural South, you can still find a main if you know where to look.
I had a process server once who served a witness for me at a cockfight.
It was a VERY interesting neighborhood when we moved in. . . . it was smack in the middle of northwest downtown Atlanta, but it was the old mill community for a big sheet metal plant nearby, and some of the residents hadn't ever left. We bought a lady's back cow pasture and built our house in the middle of it. We always had good relations with our neighbors, but we've never minded country folks -- my father's ancestors were all Alabama dirt farmers.
I hear that the area's become fashionable and gone all upscale on us. The last of the old mill community must be just about gone by now -- they were all in their sixties or older when we lived there 12 years ago.