That one hick town in the middle of nowhere, that everybody passes on the way to the traverse city area. The residence's income revolves around social security checks and gambling over NASCAR races. The only reason the town is still in existence, is because of the local military base and state park, which also generate revenue.
Billy: "Hey Jedediah, wanna stop in Grayling, MI and pick up some fried squirrel for lunch?"
Jedediah: "Awe hell naw I ain't even dumb enough to stop by that shit hole. I heard some lady from there married a cow last week!"