Daughter and SIL bought a place behind the tracks in Remington during the height of the housing bubble. Paid through the wahzoo for a medium sized shoddily constructed house. After the crash they bought a larger place about 2 miles away (forclosure) for $100,000 less (also shoddy construction). They are renting the smaller place until they can pay enough off the thing to sell it. All the neighbors spend an awful lot of time telling you how wonderful the area is. Yet every man-jack among them scours the state looking for the biggest rotte, pit bull, dobbie cross dogs they can find. Every door and every vehicle is locked tight 24/7. This ole country boy might be dumb, but I ain't stupid. NY sux, but at least where I live for the most part, I can still trust my neighbors.
Visited Monticello last year. Spent the day there. Fascinating place.