The Horror Of Short-Term Rentals Comes Home to Simi Valley
In 1959, When I first saw Simi Valley, California, the population was 8,000. I visited Corriganville Movie Ranch, where Rin Tin Tin was wrapping up filming of a fifth successful TV season. Yet untouched by wildfire, the iconic “Fort Apache” still stood. At the time, I had no idea where I was, but it felt like the Wild West.
In the 1960s, my barber in Burbank purchased a new home in Simi Valley. To travel from Burbank to his new home, he had to navigate the narrow and dangerous Santa Susana Pass. Although paved, the route was unchanged since its origins as a stagecoach road in 1861.
By 1969, when the City of Simi Valley incorporated, new home construction had accelerated dramatically. In 1970, the population had jumped to 60,000. By today’s standards, land was cheap, lumber was plentiful, and construction costs were a fraction of what they are today. In 1979, the 118 Freeway, known as the Ronald Reagan Freeway in Ventura County, surmounted Rocky Peak. That ushered in a new era of high-speed travel between the San Fernando Valley and Simi Valley. Once again, the residential land rush surged. By 1980 the population reached 77,500 and the focus was on construction of single-family ranch style homes.
In 1982, an unheralded event took place at 4267 Roxbury Street in Simi Valley. There, at an unassuming suburban house, Tobe Hooper filmed Poltergeist, a supernatural horror film written by Steven Spielberg. Other than the usual hubbub caused by filming, almost no one remembered that anything out of the ordinary had ever happened on Roxbury Street. In the movie’s most famous scene, child actor Heather O’Rourke said hauntingly, “They’re Back.”
And now, they “are back.” For only $1,376, you can spend the night at the selfsame “Poltergeist House.” After an intense bidding war, sale of the property resulted in it becoming an illegal short-term rental (STR). Now, included with every stay are icy stares from all the neighbors on Roxbury Street. Rest assured that STRs are not legal in Simi Valley, but the City Council has decided to look the other way. Now anyone with the money can buy a house in Simi Valley, rent it out nightly for an outrageous sum, and pocket all the cash. There are no transient occupancy taxes or city registration required.
If you and your “crew” want to stay close to the action, then Simi Valley is the place to be. There are no limits regarding the number of occupants, so invite all your friends to party hearty in Simi Valley. If you plan to “boost” your income while staying here, there is a Home Depot nearby. If you think the Hollywood Hills are hot, you do not know Simi Valley. Here you can rent a suburban home in a formerly quiet neighborhood and remain undetected by local police. If you were not a Simi Valley “booster” before, you will be soon.
Recently, the Ventura County district attorney indicted at least fourteen people for over six hundred retail thefts at Home Depot locations throughout Southern California. Not surprisingly, the Home Depot in Simi Valley was a favorite of the “crew” that stole $10 million in merchandise from the home improvement chain.
Whether your “crew” is looking for “fencing” or just to “boost” your inventory of electrical components, here is the plan. Purchase a prepaid debit card, create a new online persona, and borrow a work truck from friends of your crew. Then, book a short-term rental on a quiet residential street in Simi Valley. Get a good night’s sleep, then wake up early and head for the Home Depot. Even in summer, wear a bulky parka to stash your high value electrical components. When it is time to check out, use your spotter to call and indicate that the coast is clear. Then, head out to your work truck, drive a block away and unload your goods into the tool bins. If you have sufficient time, head for the Oxnard Home Depot, or go right back into the Simi Valley location and repeat the process.
When it is time to head to your home-base in the San Fernando Valley, no matter how hungry you are, do not stop at the In-N-Out Burger at Stearns Street. In the median by the entrance, there is a license plate reader camera that could bring the police running. Just obey the speed limit and drive back over Rocky Peak as if you are a real contractor.
At a recent meeting, the Simi Valley City Council unanimously agreed to provide $70,000 per year to the Simi Valley Chamber of Commerce. This taxpayer money will help promote local businesses and an annual street fair. At the fair, you can rent a space and sell all your recently “boosted” products back to the residents of Simi Valley. Prior to funding this “business promotion business,” the city should require the Chamber to explicitly state its opposition to short-term rentals. The Chamber should instead offer its full support to the legitimate hotels and motels in Simi Valley.
Now in 2025, the 125,000 residents of Simi Valley have a choice to make. Will they allow their City Council to “whistle past the graveyard” that is the Poltergeist theme house? Will the City Council continue to ignore its primary function, which is to provide "a safe and healthy living environment" for its citizens? My bet is that they will kick the can down the road. Soon enough, it will be too late to do more than register and tax a horde of “hotels next door.” After all these years, isn’t Simi Valley still the Wild West?
Research shows that state bills will focus primarily on taxes, transparency, and local control. California Senate Bill 346 authorizes local agencies to require short-term rental facilitators to report information to assist in enforcing the collection of transient occupancy taxes.
Even if Senate Bill 346 passes, the legislature will throw the regulation of STRs back to the individual cities. In the near term, there will be no comprehensive statewide solution.
At the August 4th and August 18 meetings, several residents spoke up, asking the council to enact a full ban on STRs. Two speakers expressed the horror of having a party house in their neighborhood, including noise, trash, and constant disruption. Speaking of “horror,” the “Poltergeist House,” used in filming of the 1982 movie by the same name is now an unregistered STR in Simi Valley. It is so famous that Los Angeles TV station Channel 9 featured it on both their newscast and their website. It was an open invitation to party at what looks like any other home in the neighborhood.
Since the incorporation of Simi Valley in 1969, it has always been known as an “owner occupied,” bedroom community. Now, between seventy and one hundred known STRs operate unregulated and unlawfully throughout the city. With the City of Los Angeles’ current ban on “second home” STRs, the number of scofflaw STRs in Simi Valley could grow exponentially. Chatsworth, which is a neighborhood in Los Angeles is only minutes away via the 118 Freeway.
Once affordable, homes in Simi Valley’s 1960’s Texas Tract now list for $900,000 and above. Each sale of a single-family home removes one more parcel off the list of properties that once were owner-occupied. Each sale to an investor or corporation decreases ongoing supply and drives up prices. With two out of nineteen homes on our block now advertised as STRs, there are no longer any school aged children here. Continuation of this trend could lead to teacher layoffs and school closures.
Simi Valley is rapidly becoming an investment Mecca for those with indifference to the disruption their STR might cause to a neighborhood. I know. For over ten years we lived next to a notorious Simi Valley party house. After calling the police fourteen times regarding wild parties, we lost track. Despite constant noise and disruption, police issued only a single citation. With the police-force already stretched, increased calls regarding raucous parties at STRs will further dilute crime fighting resources.
Recently, my other next-door neighbor silently became a corporately owned STR. It now features glowing Airbnb reviews for its location in a “quiet neighborhood.” How long will it be before we see rogue parties at that location? Will we ever see owner occupancy or a long-term renter there ever again?
Wherever you may live in Simi Valley, (or anywhere in California) do you want an unregulated and unlicensed business operating next door to you? Should we wait until it is too late to stop the destruction of our beautiful Simi Valley community, in favor of corporate greed and meager additional tax revenue?
Now is the time for the Simi Valley City Council to enact a full ban on Short Term Rentals.
Bob Lovejoy (1948-2018), Burbank High School Class of 1966
There is an inscribed plaque on the wall of a building in Old Chinatown, Santa Barbara, California. Placed by the Santa Barbara Trust for Historic Preservation, (SBTHP), the plaque reads: In the late 1800’s, ten percent of Santa Barbara’s population was Chinese, who formed a community along the first two blocks of Cañon Perdido Street and parts of Anacapa and Santa Barbara Streets. Flourishing within China Town were grocery stores, import-export businesses, a laundry, Chinese Junk maker, Joss House, herbalists, restaurants and private social clubs with adult entertainment. Chinatown also housed the Nationalist Chinese Party, Koumintang, the Hop Sing Tong, the Chee Kung Tong and the Bing Kong Tong.
Around 1895 the Chung family arrived here, and in 1947 descendant, Jimmy Yee Chung opened "Jimmy's Oriental Gardens" on this site. The Chung family is the last to remain in Old Chinatown. Dedicated this 15th day of March 1997.
Few were as excited to find that garden, as was local resident Bob Lovejoy, who first stumbled upon Jimmy's in 1976 while working nearby. Stepping out of Jimmy’s thirty years later for some fresh air, Lovejoy noticed a "For Lease" sign on the building next door - today home to Handlebar Coffee - and decided that was where he and his son Clay, would realize their long-standing dream of opening a deli.
In spring of 2006, they christened it Three Pickles. At that time, Bob and Clay were thrilled that Jimmy's Oriental Gardens was literally steps away. "I thought I'd died and gone to heaven," said Bob. Jimmy's Oriental Gardens was a longtime favorite for locals and tourists alike, before closing its doors in 2006, with the retirement of operator Tommy Chung.
As the driving force, Bob Lovejoy vowed to see Jimmy's open once more, serving food and drinks to both the neighborhood and the populous at large. After seven years of diligent efforts, Longtime Jimmy's regular Bob Lovejoy and his son Clay succeeded in remaking the historic bar into The Pickle Room. In September 2013, several of Bob's Burbank High School Class of 1966 classmates attended the reopening of the historic establishment. It was a fun and nostalgic afternoon for all. But first, Bob hosted an excellent deli lunch at The Three Pickles, next door.
As 4:30 PM approached, classmates and old-timers waited patiently outside for Jimmy's Oriental Gardens to reopen as The Pickle Room. When the big red doors swung open, the stylishly redecorated room filled immediately with happy patrons. At sunset, Bob Lovejoy, his wife Dawn and son Clay presided over the revelries. "This building deserves it," said Bob, but he also believes in the people making it happen, namely bartender Willy Gilbert. "Willy is the key to this whole place," Bob told the Santa Barbara Independent.
Less than five years after achieving his dream of resurrecting his favorite place in Santa Barbara, Bob Lovejoy passed away on July 7, 2018. He had a massive stroke on Friday, July 6. Lynn (Lovejoy) Volgraff (BHS 1965) was with Bob and his family when they took him off life support and he passed away quickly. No pain. "We are all in shock and now the real work will begin since he had two delis, the Three Pickles and the Pickle Room in Santa Barbara". He leaves wife Dawn, son Clay and daughter Athena, along with three grandchildren.
Bob Lovejoy will be missed by all who knew him and thousands more who enjoyed the hospitality and ambiance of both Three Pickles and The Pickle Room. At the newly revived Jimmy's Oriental Gardens in Old Chinatown, Santa Barbara, California, everybody knew Bob's name.
The Rodeo Drive 2016 Concours d'Elegance Classic Car Show
In the 1960s, my father shared his love of classic cars with me. Each Father’s Day, we would attend the Beverly Hills Concours d’Elegance at the Beverly Hilton Hotel. There we would see well-restored automobiles from the first half of the twentieth century. In those days, just prior to the revolution in automotive horsepower, large saloons and tiny sports cars dominated the show.
As we walked the parking lot, we would see an old Packard here and a Duesenberg there. Later, my father told me stories about Los Angeles in the 1930s. As a teenager, he and his friends would walk to Wilshire Blvd. There, they would wait at a traffic light for a suitably large automobile to stop. Then, without the driver being aware, they would dash out and sit on the wide rear bumper platform. Cars did not accelerate or travel very quickly in the Los Angeles traffic of the day, so there was little danger of ejection from their perch. When they reached their destination, they would hop down and walk away.
The Classic 1965 Shelby Cobra 289 on Video
Several years ago, I restarted the Father’s Day car show tradition. For twenty-three years now, Beverly Hills has sponsored its Concours d’Elegance on the famous shopping street, Rodeo Drive (pronounced “Row-day-o”). It is free to the public and often includes classic cars and super cars seen nowhere else except a museum. Last year, I saw the same 1915 Cadillac that my father and I had seen in the 1960s. In 2015, it was one hundred years old and arrived under its own power.
This year, I hit Rodeo Drive at eight o’clock. Many of the cars were still arriving and taking their places along the curb. Although the 1915 Cadillac did not show this year, there was a 1933 vintage V-16 Cadillac and a 1930s Packard to ogle. In addition, there were at least a dozen red Ferrari to spice up the show.
Having grown up in Southern California, I was hoping to see the quintessential American sports car – The Shelby Cobra. As a tingle went up my spine, I heard a 289 cubic inch V-8 engine rumbling up the street. I ran to a spot where I was able to capture a classic 1965 Cobra preparing to park in its appointed spot.
With only 150 of the 289-Cobras produced that year, I was looking at a rare automobile. After the driver parked, I stood with him and admired his classic Cobra. He told me that he had purchased it from a private party about twenty years ago. Without my asking, he told me that he had paid $175,000 for the car.
He had repainted it in a dazzling red and done some engine work, but otherwise had kept it in “stock” condition. According to a classic car valuation website, his Cobra may now be worth $1.2 million. If you are in the market for a concours-condition Shelby Cobra, he does not plan to sell.
Although the field of classic cars was a bit smaller this year, the 23rd Annual Father’s Day Concours d’Elegance was as exciting as ever. If you want to see the cars arriving next year, I suggest that you get to the show prior to the 10 AM start time. Perhaps I will see you there.