Los Angeles Alligator Farm

The Los Angeles Alligator Farm, located next door to the Los Angeles Ostrich Farm in the Lincoln Heights neighborhood of Los Angeles, California, United States, was an alligator farm and a major city tourist attraction from 1907 until 1953.

Originally situated across from Lincoln Park, at 3627 Mission Road, it moved to Buena Park, California in 1953, where it was renamed the California Alligator Farm.

The attraction was shut down in 1984 after attendance dropped below 50,000 persons annually, and the animals were relocated to a private estate in Florida.

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