Y'all mind the locals there at G-town. The ones that work at the airport are as nice as can be and honest to a fault, as are a lot of other people who live up there. But the town is a haven for dirt-bags...many of them tweekers, some of them pretty hard core. White trash is a pretty apt description. The airport use to be a popular place for them to hang out, but since the fence went up it's not so much of a problem.
If someone is around you can get the airport car (if it's running) for a trip into town, but you have to be back before they leave, as the gate will be locked. The Georgetown Hotel is a colorful place to have a sandwich and a beer, but I'd strongly advise NOT being in town on a Friday or Saturday night unless you're used to a certain level of rowdiness...and not always the friendly kind. It's not always bad by any means, but depending on who just got out of jail or who just got their welfare check, the mood can be volatile.
Georgetown is a unique place with a distinctive frontier town feel to it. It's very unlike California in general, which is a good thing. But folks there are very clannish, and lots of them adhere to a different standard of conduct than most of us are used to. If you have a problem there, it's going to be up to you to deal with it on your own.
Again, since the airport fence went up the airport campground has become a MUCH nicer place to be, and I wouldn't hesitate to recommend it for anyone looking for a nice place to hang out for a night. The black lab who comes into your camp is named Rudder. Just keep in mind you're entering a different world, both good and bad.