Snake oil salesmen, soapbox politicians and property values mean little when it comes to the contents of this neighborhood’s character. Spend a day on concrete duty and watch its lasting values emerge like a pyramid in the mist.
Here is a modesty at the expense of nothing, and in Normal Heights, San Diego, California, there is a place you can look west from your second-floor kitchen window on a cool September evening, hear the final screams of the Street Fair under a lavender sky, and watch a calico cat cross the roof in front of your window, quiet as the stars.
Normal Heights is located on a triangular plateau between the 8, 805 and 15 freeways about five miles northeast of downtown San Diego. This story first appeared in San Diego City Beat.