Dear Weird US:
I was just reading your article about Midgetville, NJ, and I found it rather intriguing, because there is a Midgetville in Kentucky, and I've been there on several occasions, both drunk and sober, both at night and during the day. It's in the sticks on US 42, just south of Louisville, Kentucky on the road between Shepardsville and West Point. It's really an interesting little place. These cottages are arranged on a big square, high on a hill right off the main road. Most of them are built on the edge of a steep cliff. They are hanging off the edge of this cliff supported by long, narrow wooden stilts. In the center of the square is a rather large, funky looking church.
My brother and I amuse ourselves by imagining it to be the secret head- quarters of a super select cult of miniature Jim Jones enthusiasts. The cottages are tiny, and come complete with miniature doors, windows, porches and the smallest furniture I've ever seen this side of a Toys R Us summer sale. There are about thirty or so little cottages.
There are also lots of squatters milling about during the daytime, though all of them appear to be of normal height, but that's about where the normalcy of their appearance ends, I'm afraid. One theory is that they are a wandering tribe of gypsy cannibals who assaulted and ate the previous residents before settling into the then vacant minuscule digs. I haven't been able to verify this theory, however, but one drive around the square is enough to convince the astute observer that this scenario is entirely feasible.
The squatters give you funny looks when you drive by staring at them, and they seem to sniff the wind a little more frequently when strangers wander through, but other than that, it seems friendly enough. Actually, that's not quite true; it seems pretty ominous to be honest, but in an unexplainable, prozac-induced paranoia sort of way. You should check it out if you get a chance. It's fairly weird.
There's also another weird little settlement in Louisville called "Lake Dreamland" that's worth a tale or two, but that is a story for another time I suppose.
– Eric Crump
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