The girls of Westwood, I’ll miss seeing you. Marilyn. Natalie. Peggy. Farrah. Donna. Eve. Eva. When friends and family visited us, one of my fav spots to show them was this gem with walking distance. Now our house is in escrow, we’re downsizing to move closer to the beach! Sure, we’ll miss some neighbors, but I’ll REALLY miss this cemetery.
You can walk to the Westwood Mortuary from our soon-to-be-sold home. A postage-stamp sized cemetery not visible from the street, this venue is tucked behind high-rises on Wilshire Boulevard, towering condos, the library and a neighborhood of homes. A few steps in, magically the traffic noise is gone, muffled by structures. You whisper as you slowly poke around, gingerly walking among headstones of some very famous folks.
Actors a-plenty. Rockers. Beach Boys. Talk show hosts. TV faces and movie darlings. Many old; some tragically quite young.
There are plenty of guys to visit, too. Merv. Walter. Carl. Dean-o. Bob. Don. Frank. Eddie. Roy. Mr. Magoo. You can read extensively about those who are buried there.
And then there’s Jack Lemmon, whose burial Larry and I mucked up a teensy bit, unintentionally. There is a movie theater in one of the high-rises, and when we walked there some years ago and arrived early, we went to the cemetery. Strolling in, we only saw a couple of business-suit-clad guys. We meandered. They watched. We sat. They watched us. Finally, making our way to the exit, one asked if we were visiting someone. “No, just looking around.” “OK, are you leaving now?” “Yes.” (What’s HIS nosey business??) Back to the theater on Wilshire Blvd., we were surprised to see quite a few TV cameras right outside. “What’s going on??” I asked. “Jack Lemmon’s funeral.” OH LORDY, the guests were waiting in the tiny chapel for us tourists to leave. Next day, I wrote a card to Mrs. Lemmon apologizing. Made me feel a little better.
Non-celebrities, like Clementine Brown, also reside here. She’s my all time favorite headstone – 1912. I like the font and graphic – a lady crying into her hands.
Yes, there is still room here for you if you want to rest in peace, somewhat unpeacefully. It is a stop for tourists, but never crowded. Just take an hour or two and you are done. It is a bit kooky, too, with no rhyme or reason as to how headstones are placed, all catawampus.