Munchkinland, Ohio

I’m not sure where the munchkin rumors started, but one might assume her barely 5-foot-tall frame might have had something to do with it. And for years she lived with the perpetual torment of people — like us bored teenagers — driving by her property, shining headlights, squealing tires and honking horns all through the night.

Some did even worse, vandalizing her property or hiding out in the ranch’s small stone buildings and shelter houses. One friend, an Oak Hills High School graduate, said about 20 years ago during a Munchkinland exploratory mission he and his friends came face-to-face with a shotgun-wielding man who told them to get lost. He might have been Percy Ritter, or “Rit,” Annie’s husband who died in 1990.

“As she got older she became more skeptical of the world,” said Mel Blust, president of Blust Motors and executor of Annie’s will (she and Percy never had children).

Taken from: Cincinnati City Beat

I was one of the kids that helped make this woman more skeptical of the world. We used to get high and roll to ‘munchkinland’ late at night and blow our horns, screams, toss rocks and wait until we were chased out. The linked article explains the jet black truck and mustang that would swoop down the hill with floodlights to chase you out I guess. But it doesn’t really do too well of explaining what the spooky small buildings were. This was the only photo I could find:

And while they say it was a rumor I *SWEAR* I saw a little person cutting the lawn one day when we went in the day time.

Turns out that they are tearing the place down. Its prolly gone by now. Man do i have some great stories…

RIP Handlebar Ranch aka Tiny Town aka Munchkinland

Here are a few more articles: Tiny Town & Cincinnati Haunts