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Just a forewarning, there's a lot of corn every direction you look.

Not if you live in the Sandhills.

and they were very very reserved, I am talking clannish.

Most small towns have a certain group of people who think they are in control of everything. This is the group that organizes everything from town fairs to fund raisers for the volunteer fire department. The other group doesn't care what happens, is too busy, or silently is annoyed at the first groups' control. Floating a school bond, closing the local hospital district... issues with clear cut for or against stances will follow the same lines.

The second group can't say anything because 1) A member of the first group is a neighbor, 2) A member is a relative, or 3) if they say anything, someone will suggest they take over. Any new person will take time to fall into a certain group, until then both factions will wonder what they can say and how they can say it without offending the new person in town.

I forgot about the Sandhills :) Let me restate about the particular town of Henderson, they weren't prone to chit chat. I am talking about a town that prided itself on how "christian" they were, yet at potlucks at church folks were ignored if they weren't one of the decendants of the original settlers of the town. I wasn't even talking about getting involved in the town's politics. I know that takes time.

On the whole Nebraska was a nice place to live. I mean when the theft of a pot of geraniums makes the front page as the big event of the week you know you live in a safe place. I would imagine that the other small towns weren't that bad either. I really did like Lincoln though. It was easy to navigate. I wish I could get a Runza at times too.