Welcome to the first blog post of the Valley Village View. Because it is Halloween, I thought to disturb you with my visit to the fascinating, and extremely scary, historic Evergreen cemetery. Beware: the spirits of the dead here have good reason to be very angry.
This plot is a Nathaniel West novel written in stone and dry grass. The modest, sweetly pathetic monument of the Pacific Coast Showman’s Association is dated 1922, the last limpng decade of variety. (The Ladies’ Auxilliary are buried across the drive.) With extremely modest ground plaques huddling around the brave lion, this seems to have been a cooperative burial plot for indigent retired circus performers, carneys, and their spouses. With no colors fluttering in the hot L.A. sun, even the jaunty flagpole breaks the heart.
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If you want to experience L.A. at its most authentically and creeplly “noir”, you could do worse than take a stroll around deserted and dilapidated Evergreen Cemetery.
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