I'm in DuPage County. And if you are familiar with Illinois, DuPage County is probably not what comes to mind when you think about progressive activism.
There's a story my father tells. It might be apocryphal, but he insists it's true. He moved to DuPage county from Youngstown, Ohio, in 1958. Originally from a steel town just west of Pittsburgh, he'd gotten a bunch of degrees (thanks to the GI Bill), including one in optometry and a masters in electrical engineering. Having decided practicing optometry was not how he wanted to spend his days, he got a job with Westinghouse, then located in the Merchandise Mart in Chicago. At the same time, he'd acquired a wife, a recently widowed woman with two young children, also from the same small town outside of Pittsburgh. She wanted a yard and was intimidated by city driving and city life, so they found a place 18 miles west of Chicago that had, not too many years before, been a pig farm. It was now subdivided and ready for building - single family homes, of course. None of the suburbs were allowing apartment buildings to be constructed. And we all know why.