Forest Lawn

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forest lawn

Forest Lawn, January 5th, 2021

Timothy has flown down to Los Angeles from Santa Rosa to see his old friend Patrick. Patrick told Timothy that he had a surprise for him.

Timothy takes a cab to Patrick’s old 1930’s bungalow near Griffith Park. It’s another sunny day in LA if a bit chilly at 60F.

Patrick: It’s time Timothy to confront the truth. We are going on a little road trip to Glendale.

Timothy: Another script? Another awards show?

Patrick: No, it’s more of a contingency plan.

Timothy is wearing his usual outfit of plaid Bermuda shorts and a Madras shirt with penny loafers on his feet. He wears a Panama hat.

Patrick is in his black velvet leisure suit with black work boots, wrap around sunglasses, and a fedora from Italy on his head.

Patrick: Trust me. I’ll drive.

They both climb into Patrick’s red bathtub Porsche convertible. The top is down.

Patrick drives them both to Forest Lawn Cemetery in Glendale.

Patrick: I found out that in our contracts for all those Oscar gigs we did, we get free burial plots here in Forest Lawn.

Timothy: You’re kidding, right?

Patrick: No man. We can get a crypt next to W. C. Fields if we want.

Timothy: Do you think W. C. would like that?

Patrick: Sure he would. We’ve stolen most of his material.

Timothy: I always imagined being buried under an oak tree.

Patrick: Oak trees cost extra.

Timothy: So why are we here?

Patrick: To pick out our burial plots before the Academy changes its mind. Death is expensive. A free burial plot is golden.

Our two heroes soon find the perfect place for their future resting places. It is a duplex burial plot next to Stan Laurel.

And that is where they will rest for eternity someday, on either side of Stan.


W. C. Fields Grave
Stan Laurel Grave

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