I grew up on a little island up in Alaska. No police, no stores. We did have commissary that carried stuff the loggers would need, i.e., candy bars, soda's, bread. We had to write out a grocery order and mail it into Ketchikan (the closest city to us). Then on saturday, the mailboat would come with our groceries. We ordered clothes from a catalog. We had a two room school that taught lst thru 8th grade.