Depends on how small a town you’re talking. For many people up to the age of attainable automobiles, the only place close enough to go to hang out during the very few hours you weren’t working on your land was the neighbor’s. Once a week you’d hook up your horse, put on your Sunday best, and go the three-five miles to church. Every couple weeks or once a month you’d hook up your horse and wagon and ride the 10-20 miles to a bigger town to buy the things you couldn’t grow/make/mend. Once a year you might take a train to the ‘big city’ of Bangor or Portland.

It would be different if you lived IN one of the middling or larger towns, but my dad grew up near Machias in the 50s and this was his schedule until he left for college. Most farming families would have it the same.