Long ago, the trailer park had known peace.
Paradise...the Paradise Estates trailer park, that is...was ruled by moonshine, and the ruling hand was that of the trailer park governing family, the Hatfields.
Ironically, it was the Hatfields' ultimate victory, the victory over Enos the Sheriff, that brought about the downfall of Paradise Estates and started the feud that would decimate a dozen trailers.
However, there were many citizens unwilling to toss aside their cousin Enos so casually, many indeed who regarded Enos as a fine Southen gentleman who would help tow your truck out of the ditch when you got a little hammered and slid your '72 Ford off the interstate like a skinned possum on a frozen pond. They fled to the outer edges of the trailer park, forming a resistance movement that became known as the McCoys. The feud began, though it was never officially declared by either side -- even though Bill McCoy did say one night that he saw Larry Hatfield putting sugar in his gas tank and that he was fixin' to get down his shotgun Bessie and show that skinny varmint a thing or two.
The Hatfields went down to K-Mart and bought lots of double-ought buck. The McCoys rounded up Uncle Joe and Cousin Mike the Freak. The feud raged on for more than three weeks, consuming the resources of the entire trailer park and leaving it right messed up.
Both families lay in ruins -- especially after the coal mine closed. Their Trans-Ams had long since been repossessed. Their hatred fueled by three weeks of drinkin' and feudin', they'd fight till they ran out of Mountain Dew. For each, the only acceptable outcome was the complete and utter annihilation of the other...or at least until Larry admitted what he did.