For Christmas I received a great book,
Weird U.S.: Your Travel Guide to America's Local Legends and Best Kept Secrets by Mark Moran and Mark Sceurman. Immediately I flipped through it to find anything about San Diego, and soon came across the legend of Midgetville.
Midgetville refers to the legend of a town consisting of scaled-down houses built for little people. Midgetville is said to exist in various places throughout America. As Moran and Sceurman note, the most credible rumor locates such a town in
Jefferson Township, New Jersey, on the former estate of circus mogul Alfred T. Ringling. There really is a collection of small-sized houses there that could conceivably have once been home to a colony of midgets. However, another
very persistent legend locates a Midgetville in San Diego.
Moran and Sceurman don't go into much detail about the San Diego Midgetville, but I realized that I had heard this legend before (my wife had also heard it). This is how it goes: back in the 1930s a group of little people who had made a lot of money in Hollywood appearing in movies such as
The Wizard of Oz supposedly came down to San Diego and built a collection of miniature houses on Mt. Soledad where they could live in comfort together. But of course, nobody seems to know exactly where on Mt. Soledad this group of small houses was or is, though everybody has heard of a "friend of a friend" who once accidentally found the houses (though this FOAF can never remember how to get back there).
Determined to find the houses, I did a google search and came across
an article from 2003 written by Kenneth Smith for the
Daily Aztec detailing his own efforts to track down San Diego's fabled 'Munchkin Houses'. After many false starts, he finally discovered that they were most probably "a group of four cottages on Hillside Drive in La Jolla... built by
famed architect Cliff May." Although no midgets or little people were ever known to live in these houses, Smith says that, "The houses do indeed have smallish features, accentuated by an optical illusion. The steep road that passes them makes them seem even smaller than they actually are." Unfortunately only one of the four cottages remains standing, but Smith provides directions to find it: "take Hillside Drive from Torrey Pines Road. The house will be on your left-hand side. Look for the crazy midget handwriting." He also mentions that if you peek through the window (the house is unoccupied) you'll see "cobblestone-like tiled floors and a little round fireplace."
Of course, I had to see this for myself, even if no colony of Wizard-of-Oz midgets had ever lived there. So on New Year's Day I convinced my wife to accompany me on a search for the Munchkin House. The results were mixed. It was no problem finding Hillside Drive, but as it turns out Hillside Drive is fairly long. We were driving up and down it (as a line of cars formed behind us) wondering 'exactly which house on the left did he mean.' None of the houses leaps out at you and screams 'Munchkin House.' But finally we settled on one house that we figured must be it: Seventy-Four Seventy-Seven Hillside Drive. It had
small windows and a small door. Plus, the address written beside the door looked a bit like
'crazy midget handwriting' (though I think Smith was joking about this). Ignoring the
'No Trespassing' sign (even though part of the legend of Midgetville is that the midgets who live there fiercely defend their land from the Bigs), I peeked through the window and saw the
cobblestone-like tiled floors and a little round fireplace. So I think I found the Munchkin House, though I'm not 100% sure. It's certainly not anything that would catch your attention if you weren't specifically looking for it since it's really not that small, which made the trip a bit disappointing. But the weird thing is, I've already forgotten how to get back there.
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There was also a rumor of a Midgetville in Alamance County, North Carolina. When I was in college near Chapel Hill, we drove to this place that was rumored to have little people climbing the trees at night throwing rocks at intruders. Of course nothing happened. Anyone know anything about that?
sadly, midgetville in vienna, virginia is no more, the last of the houses (even the trees!) have succumbed to the bulldozers of the developers :(
i have pics at my myspace page (myspace.com/norotik) of the desolation. as a slap in the face the destruction crews placed one of the large brick entrance gate structures on top of a huge gravel heap. fuckers! go here --> http://www.keepmidgetville.com/ to see what it USED TO look like before the bastards tore it down.
i thank any of those that wrote letters and emails to try and stop the carnage but i guess the greed of the developers was too great a force to battle.
http://www.sandiegohistory.org/calpac/35expo99.htm
And there's some postcard pictures of the "midget village" here:
http://www.sandiegohistory.org/calpac/cardlist/midget.htm
This certainly accounts for certain elements of the story such as the location (San Diego), the time period (the '30's), and why nobody has been able to be able to find the real "village" since...
As for the Long Beach location, my boss who has lived in Long Beach his whole life 1) has always heard that the place is real, but 2) has personally been to most of the neighborhoods posted on this comment thread and can confirm that they are NOT midget villages (he seems to think the 'real' midget village was demolished years ago, and is going to ask his parents if they know anything about it). And I have played golf at Virginia Country Club, and can assure you that the houses built along the golf course are NOT designed for midgets, but rather for giant egos...
i have to include that i did not read all the comments above
About the story of the four bridges, I only ever found three and don't believe there are four.
-Sty
Besides, I have spoken to numerous friends that have gone to that place (all three places that I've heard of) and not a single one of them could verify the existence of a true midget row of houses. There are actual midgetvilles or whatever name you want to give them, but I STILL have no verification of a real one in Long Beach.
IF you have proof of such a place, post a photobucket or some other online photo album & I'll be the FIRST to apologize to you & make the trek on out to that location. Hell, I'll even buy you a beer at the nearest tiny pub in the area. PLEASE prove it, I WANT to be wrong on this one.
I have pics that I took & old pics of the one in Riverside. It did exist, but it's been gone for about 6 or 7 years now.
Like I said here is the address and you will go to the dead end and to your left is a gate that lets traffic going in and out...
4600 Virginia Road
Long Beach, California 90807
I grew up in Long Beach. In the late 1960s, my friend and I were driving around Bixby Knolls (she's one of these people who is a wealth of information) and she asked me if I wanted to see where the midgets lived. One minute later were were driving past these little houses on a curving road. I don't remember a gate. We weren't looking for the occupants; I was just fascinated by the houses. I hadn't thought about this in years but will definitely have to look for the neighborhood the next time I'm in Long Beach.
I went through Periwinkle Lane today, and I didn't see any little houses. I saw 2 tall people and like 6 big houses. I was a little confused as I looked at the details and they seemed to be regular sized houses. I took San Ysidro Exit, went down to E Valley Rd and took a left on Hodges and then on to Periwinkle Lane. As that is where I understood it was. I just went in the little circle, as it looked like the street ended at the house in the back. Please let me know exactly where it is, and if I had the correct spot, but just didn't go far enough back.
Thanks
Dont go by yourself!
Periwinkle Lane is not off of Olive Mill, it is just off the intersection of San Ysidro Road and East Valley Road. It is East of San Ysidro Road and North of East Valley Road. Although it is not a private road, it is narrow and most of us help protect the privacy of those who live there by staying away unless we are invited. Ironically, one of the owners of a home on Periwinkle was Billy Barty's sister, and he was a little person.
much. They were kinda creepy I guess.