We once lived on an island

and, despite all the romantic notions, it was not a good place to live. The Senior Cat was posted to the big "area" school in the middle of the island. There were problems there and he had been given the posting as the school principal specifically to try and sort the problems out.
Some problems could be dealt with, others could not. "Area" schools by their very nature have problems. Most of the children will come on buses. When the Senior Cat was in charge the buses were driven by teachers who lived at the end of the bus runs. The longest of these was over 70km to school in the morning and then 70km back after school.  The children lived in isolated farmhouses along the way. Their fathers were, for the most part, "soldier settlers" - men who had been to war and had been put onto the land as part of a scheme to provide employment after the war was over. They had problems too - and the isolated life often exacerbated it. 
These men and their families were regarded as "incomers" by the early settlers and were not made welcome. That had added to the problems.
Despite that, due to the isolation, the islanders tended to know each other. There were only about three and a half thousand people living on the island. You might not know a name but you tended to know the faces. Everyone knew your business. They knew whether you went to church and where, if you had been to the doctor, which young people were going out together, whose car had broken down and where - and much more. The entire island knew about my one and only time behind the wheel of a car - and the way I hit the hay bale. (No damage was done to the car but I was made aware that I was never going to learn to drive.)
It was, and probably still is, that sort of place. I have not been back. I have no desire to go back. People say it has changed in other sorts of ways. It is now a tourist destination. Ms W and her father went there for their summer holiday one year. She said it was "good" - but she would find anything like that good. Just going away with her father and not having a lot of other people around are her idea of a good time.
But in this morning's paper there is a report of a long time resident of the island, a man in his sixties, being arrested on charges of sexually abusing young boys. It will be devastating for the islanders. There is very little violence on the island. It may once,  in the very early days of settlement, had a reputation for being "wild" but that was in the 19thC. Crime is not unknown but it isn't common. When everyone knows the business of everyone else everyone will know who has been arrested and why.
It is going to be hard on the islanders - but they will be there for each other.