My father was a product of the Depression and no money, went off to war in 1942. Talked of buying 22 shells a couple at a time to get meat for the family, chopping roofing lead into shot to use in old civil war muskets with home made black powder to hunt in the 30's. After he came back from the war him and my mom who was also a barefoot starving depression farm kid pressed into me and my siblings to always prepare for hard times. We don't understand that anymore.
I am lucky enough to have ground to raise a huge garden and some livestock. I have offered several times to people a spot to raise their own and I will do the ground prep with my equipment and using my well to water, no takers. Give away truck loads of vegetables in our excess and offer that they can come out and pick their own, no takers. That is our current world