We had childrens village in Michigan, think of it as kiddie jail / boot camp, I'm sure it kept more than a few out of the real thing.
I found out about my uncle's rep 2nd day freshman year in high school, was a target of hazing.
A senior grabbed me and forced me down to my hands and knees, was going to sit on my back, like a stool.
Another senior came by and punched him in the head. Pointed his finger at my attacker and his friends.
"Hands off him, that's Mike D'Orazio's nephew." He helped me to my feet and got my books off the floor, too.
Word spread fast and I was never bothered again.
I later found out Michael was sent to "summer camp" because he busted a guy's knee with a baseball bat, just because.
Police Chief recommended the farm camp instead of jail, out of respect for my grandfather.
I did the same thing the summer between junior and senior year. Found out a friend of mine had tried to press his intentions on a young woman who was one of my cousins. When his parents found out why I broke their son (dad was a preacher) they refused to press charges.