Mama always had the "us and them" outlook. Dad had the "us and them" outlook, also. But the way he looked at it, if "them" were having more fun, then "us" needed to go join "them". Mother was convinced it was a slippery slope to a ruined reputation, a life in a trailer park, and a guarantee that I would drop out of school. I knew none of that was going to occur because as much fun as my Dad was, he had certain expectations of me and I was not going to let him down. Mama on the other hand was more concerned that I was invited to the right parties, dated the right young men (from "good" families like ours), and socialized with the right friends. She always assumed (1) I would get these "right" invitations because these "good" people liked me, and (2) if that happened, of course that would be what I would want to do.
I learned early on just to throw the name of a Dr's son or daughter in the list of people I was going out with. Or, mention one of the larger homes in the Country Club where we were going to hang out. In her mind, any socialization with the medical profession was upward mobility and nothing nefarious ever happened at an estate.
I think her world was shattered my junior year in high school when one of the nice girls from a "good family" like us, who lived in a large house in the Country Club (unlike us) had to suddenly leave school for a year and move out of town. I'm not sure what was worst - the reality of the issue (that was spoke about only in whispers) or trying to discuss it with me.
Of course I knew the scoop from the get go, but made it as unbearable as I could for her. To this day, anytime she tries to sully the reputation of a good ol' red neck woman, I remind her it wasn't a NASCAR watching, beer drinking, cussing, floozy dressing red neck young lady, who did not come from a "good family" who had to leave school that year.