I'm one of the oldest active members of the ward. Our neighbor's mother is older by 20 years or so, but she's an outlier.
We have a lot of newly-weds and young families; several move ins; a few recent converts. Loads of dental students (they only stay for two to three years, then move to Cleveland). Relatively compact ward: two miles east to west, one north to south. (I've had home teaching assignments in other wards that were 40+ miles for one circuit). The stake center is ½ mile down the road for us. We have 13 wards in the stake, and a second stake center building in full use by three wards, even though there's no stake to fill it. We have a ward from another stake meeting with us in our building (makes stake conference Sundays interesting for them—they have to go to other wards that week).
We have a mix of incomes: a few fairly wealthy families, a lot of upper working class people, and some who need a lot of help getting through the month. Education runs the same (not identical, though) range. Our bishop is a college professor, and one of the people down the street did not graduate from high school (he's not among the poor, btw).
Small families, large families, single and part-member families; they're all in there.
Got a few snobs, some who are reclusive and a few who are overly gregarious. My Jacquie and I are in the middle of all these (except age and family size, obviously; we top out on those measures).
It was exactly the same in almost every ward we've ever lived in, in every state and country, and even in branches. Go figger.
"How are the people in this town?" asked the stranger. "How were they where you come from?" replied the man at the city gate.
"All were harsh. They gossiped and carried grudges forever. Most were lazy, and they never had a kind word for anyone outside their families. I'm glad to be gone from there."
"You'll find the same sort of people here."
The next day, another stranger approached the gate. "How are the people in this town?" he asked. "How were they where you come from?" he heard the reply.
"They were the most wonderful folk! Always ready to help, eager to share. Happy and hard-working."
"You'll find the same sort of people in this city, too," was the answer.
Edited by LeSellers, 20 March 2012 - 10:23 AM.
The public school system: "Usually a twelve year sentence of mind control. Crushing creativity, smashing individualism, encouraging collectivism and compromise, destroying the exercise of intellectual inquiry, twisting it instead into meek subservience to authority".
— Walter Karp