I see absolutely no prevailing virtue in Boyertown, Pennsylvania.
I ate at a diner there two weeks ago. First, got lost on the way, and had to backtrack through dubious areas. Second, a dead squirrel fell on the hood of my car (no joke). Third, midway through dinner, we remark to the waitress that we must be sitting next to the mayor or something, because townspeople keep stopping by and clapping him on the back, etc. Nope, according to the waitress, he was former Chief Klansman for the KKK in the area, or whatever title they give to the head Klan guy.
That was enough Boyertown for me.