If Sarah Winchester had lived in Orange County instead of San Jose, the Irvine Company would probably have tried to evict her. With her quirky sensibilities and 38 years of non-stop construction on her house, the 160-room mansion had, at its peak, more eccentricity on its first of seven floors than Irvine has in its entirety today.
A stairway that leads to a ceiling, a cabinet that is only half-an-inch deep, a window overlooking an elevator shaft, an obsession with the number 13 and the mysterious inscription on the ballroom’s stained glass window
