Frank Gorshin: Six Feet Under

Frank John Gorshin, Jr. was born in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania on April 5, 1933.  He was the son of Slovenian immigrants to the United States, who were very active in Pittsburgh's local Slovenian community.  Frank got his first taste of show biz singing in the Slovenian Singing Society Preseren.

By age 15, Frank was already a skilled impressionist.  He took a job as a theatre usher, where he studied the mannerisms of those on the silver screen.  Before graduating from high school, he was already performing in nightclubs.

After a tour with the Army, Gorshin returned to America and resumed his public career.  He appeared in a number of films and television series throughout the 1950s and 60s, including The Ed Sullivan Show.  Gorshin made a number of appearances on the show, and was a guest on February 9, 1964 - the same night the Beatles made their iconic premiere.  History also forgets one other guest from that night - future teen heartthrob Davy Jones.  The things you learn on the internet.

In 1965, Gorshin was cast in the role that would mark his career, that of the Riddler on the iconic Batman television series.  He was the first of the rogues gallery to taunt the dynamic duo, appearing in the pilot episode.  Watch him chew up the scenery in this compilation video.

Over the next three years, he'd play the character in ten different half-hour installments, earning an Emmy nomination along the way (Outstanding Performance by an Actor in a Supporting Role in a Comedy).  Yes, even the Academy acknowledged that Batman was a comedy.

After Batman completed its run, Gorshin made a memorable appearance on another pop culture juggernaut, Star Trek.  Watch him try to match wits with Captain Kirk here.

Gorshin never hurt for work, continuing to appear on stage and screen for the next three decades.  He made appearances in such series as Hawaii Five-O, Buck Rogers in the 25th Century, and of course, Murder, She Wrote.  His final guest role was on an episode of CSI, directed by Quentin Tarantino, which aired two days after he died.

In 2002, Gorshin was on Broadway in a one-man show called Say Goodnight, Gracie, playing the iconic showman George Burns.  It was nominated for a 2003 Tony Award for best play.  By 2005, he was touring the country with the production. 

After completing a performance in Memphis in April, Gorshin boarded a plane bound for Los Angeles.  While en route, he experienced difficulty breathing, receiving emergency oxygen from the flight crew.  Once on the ground, he was transported to a hospital in Burbank , where he passed on May 17, 2005.  A lifelong smoker, Gorshin died of lung cancer, emphysema and pneumonia.  Jesus.

Gorshin's family returned him to his native Pittsburgh, where he was buried with his parents and his brothers at Calvary Catholic Cemetery.  The headstone befits his iconic showbiz career.

According to a groundskeeper at Calvary who spoke to me on the subject, Gorshin's burial vault was painted lime green with a question mark on either side.  We can only hope that this is true.

Next:  Tragedy strikes on the set of Twilight Zone: the Movie.

Satan Buried in Ohio Cemetery!

In the 1920s, Ohio veterinarian Walter Brown founded the Brown Pet Cemetery in Columbus.  For the next five or six decades, it would see a lot of traffic.  Grieving pet owners put a lot of time and clearly a lot of money into creating shrines to their departed four-legged friends.

The property is well maintained, so at first glance, you might think it was still in operation.  But the cemetery is largely abandoned.  Burials are no longer permitted.  Instead, it's the curious who come out to see what remains of this former local legend.  Documentaries have even been produced, one of which, created by PBS, you can view here.

The headstones offer a fascinating snapshot of a bygone era.  The names and memorials often reflect common pop culture references of the time.  There are several Lassies buried here, as well as at least one Rin Tin Tin.  And there are some that would undoubtedly be considered offensive or politically incorrect today.  Consider yourself warned.



I'd hate to meet their worst boy!

I'd love to know how they chose the name.

I've seen human headstones less devoted.

A celebrity sighting?

Pretty blatant.

Larry Harmon is buried in LA, thank you very much.

I like this one because I can't imagine that those who rededicated the stone were even alive when the dog passed away.

Immaculate.

Better left buried.

Next: On the hunt for Rerun!

Specimens! The Final Resting Place of Ohio's Criminally Insane

Six Feet Under Hollywood was originally designed as a blog detailing celebrity graves.  But every so often in my travels, I encounter other less-famous graves that just beg to be profiled.  While never household names, the graves themselves have a story to tell.  Such was the case on a recent visit to Columbus, Ohio.

It's here that you'll find the redundantly named State of Ohio State Old Insane and Penal Cemetery.  It opened its doors in 1868 when the Central Ohio Lunatic Asylum (actual name) was destroyed by fire.  Seven inmates perished in the disaster.  Read a fascinating period-specific newspaper account of the incident here.

Additional inmate burials would follow, and eventually the state included prison inmates and the homeless as well.  A plaque outside proudly declares "We recognize the courage of past state hospital residents who lived with mental illness and inspired future understanding."

Unlike most cemeteries, you won't find many names on these markers.  Most are identified by their patient identification number, using the prefix "M" for male and "F" for female.

While these tantalize the imagination with questions of who each of these individuals really were, there are two much more curious stones found within the park, each labeled simply as "Specimens."  One can only imagine what might be buried in these plots.  Perhaps that inspiration for future understanding came through the study of abnormal brains.

If you're looking to visit, ignore most directions found online.  Communication is a lost art.  The cemetery is located behind the heliport for the Columbus Police Department.  Simply put that location in whichever map software you use for the best directions.  It will take you past an industrial area, through a gate, and down a long, seemingly deserted road.  But once you're in the parking lot, the cemetery can't be missed.

Next:  Another odd cemetery in Columbus???

Mae West: Six Feet Under

Mary Jane "Mae" West was born on August 17, 1893 in Brooklyn, New York.  In the early 20th Century, she started her show biz career in vaudeville, but with a killer wit and a body to match, it didn't take long for Hollywood to notice.

In a career spanning seven decades, West was a proclaimed actress, comedian, singer and playwright, but was most famous for being one of the first great sex symbols, a badge she wore with honor.  Because of this, she was a controversial figure, who often faced censorship. But she would continue bucking the system itself, later proclaiming "I believe in censorship.  I made a fortune out of it."

I could add five or six paragraphs here discussing her extensive career, her vast fortune, or the men who knew her best.  But that's for someone else's blog.  Let's dish on death.

In August of 1980, West suffered a stroke at her home in Los Angeles.  It left her completely unable to speak, a cruel irony for one known for her husky contralto voice. She died three months later on November 22.  She was 87 years old.   Her face was 20. 

After a private service conducted in Los Angeles, West's family took her back to Brooklyn, where she was laid to rest at Cypress Hills Cemetery.  Her body was interred in the West family crypt within the Cypress Hills Abbey, pictured at right.  There she joined both of her parents and her brother.  Her sister Matilda would complete the family circle just 18 months later.

A word of caution if you go to visit.  Do not go on Saturdays.  The abbey is locked to the public on those days, and unless you're lucky enough to find a security guard who is either sympathetic or not that bright (like I did), you won't get in.  Suffice it to say, Rodney, I owe you big for this one!

Once inside, take the stairs up to the second level.  Turn right and proceed down the hallway, where you'll soon notice this landmark on the floor.  The exact location is Aisle EE, Special Section #2.  Flowers and other tributes are always appreciated.


West was famous for her catchphrase of "why don't you come up and see me sometime," which was somewhat prophetic.  Don't strain your neck eyeing this one.

Here's a closer look.

Next: Who am I?

A comedy legend in a Pittsburgh park, a TV villain with a green question mark.  

The Man Who Had Two Graves!

Anton Yelchin was only 27 years old when he died in a freak accident.  The Russian-born actor had already made a name for himself in Hollywood with a string of box office hits, including the role of Chekov in the more recent Star Trek films.  On June 19, 2016, Yelchin was impaled by his own Jeep Grand Cherokee after it rolled down a hill at his home in Los Angeles.  The county coroner's office ruled the death as "blunt traumatic asphyxia" with no signs of foul play.

Yelchin passed just one month before the release of Star Trek Beyond, which the producers posthumously dedicated to him, as well as to fellow Star Trek alum Leonard Nimoy, who passed prior to the film's completion.  Yelchin's co-stars from the film took to social media to mourn the actor's passing.

Yelchin was not married, so upon his passing, his parents tended to the funeral arrangements.  Of Jewish heritage, they chose Mt. Sinai Memorial Park in Los Angeles, the final resting place of such luminaries as Don Rickles, Norman Fell, and Judge Joseph Wapner.  Yelchin was laid to rest in a scenic garden, which fans were quick to flock to.

Rest in peace.....for now.

Normally, this would have been the end of the story.  But after he had been laid to rest, Yelchin's parents decided that they wanted to erect a statue in his memory.  Though his career in Hollywood had been brief, it had been grand, and they felt it was only appropriate.

Unfortunately for the Yelchins, Mt. Sinai does not allow above-ground markers, and there's not a single statue in the park.  Stymied by what they saw as bureaucratic red tape, they decided that another venue might be more appropriate, and they soon discovered Hollywood Forever, a cemetery known for its eternal tributes to Hollywood's elite, including Douglas Fairbanks, Rudolph Valentino and even mobster Bugsy Siegel.  Whereas Mt. Sinai is not always as welcoming to curious tourists, Hollywood Forever welcomes them with open arms, gladly selling maps to the stars graves for a mere $10.  Appreciating this more laid-back vibe, the Yelchins did what anyone would do in that situation - they dug up their son and drove him seven miles down the road.

In October 2017, Yelchin's second grave, featuring a life-sized statue, was unveiled in a star-studded ceremony, featuring his Star Trek co-stars Zoe Saldana and Simon Pegg. No details have been revealed however, as to where the after-party was held.

Live long and....oh never mind.

Aunt Bee: Six Feet Under

Full disclosure.  I've never been a huge fan of The Andy Griffith Show.  But I get it.  It has its own place in the pop culture Hall of Fame, and a large part of that is due to the show's matriarch, Aunt Bee, played by actress Frances Bavier.

She was born on December 14, 1902 in New York City, a far cry from Mayberry indeed.  After graduating from Columbia University, she began her career in vaudeville, before eventually moving to the Broadway stage.  Film roles would follow, including the 1951 classic The Day the Earth Stood Still, along with roles on such popular TV series as Perry Mason and The Lone Ranger.

People often forget that Andy Griffith was a spin-off of another popular series, Make Room for Daddy.  The original pilot featured two familiar faces - Andy, playing his soon-to-be iconic character of Andy Taylor, and a then-unknown Ron Howard in his first appearance as Opie.  Bavier also appeared in the pilot, playing an unrelated character named Henrietta Perkins.  When the concept went to series however, she was recast in the more familiar role of Aunt Bee.  Watch the entire Daddy episode here.

Bavier resented the character, and by her own admission, cared little for Griffith either.  Despite all this, she logged more time in Mayberry than any other actor, appearing in both the original series and it's follow-up, Mayberry R.F.D.  I still don't know what that stands for.

In 1972, she retired from acting, and retreated to a simpler life in Siler City, North Carolina.  Given her New York background, it seemed an odd choice.  "I fell in love with North Carolina," she explained, "all the pretty roads and trees."  A local author chronicled this transition in her memoirs.

Bavier enjoyed her final years, doing charity work with the Easter Seals Society and by writing encouraging letters to her fans all over the world.  She was also quite the cat lover, and according to at least one report, would today be a prime candidate for the TV series Hoarders.  Read about her reclusive lifestyle here.

Then in late 1989, she was admitted to Chatham Hospital's coronary unit, where she spent two weeks undergoing observation.  She was released on December 4, but passed away just two days later.  The official cause of death was congestive heart failure, with supporting factors being breast cancer, arthritis, and COPD.  She was just eight days shy of her 87th birthday.

She was interred at Oakwood Cemetery, a simple country graveyard in Siler City.  As you travel down the country road leading to the park, be sure to look for a local business called, what else, Aunt Bee's.  Though it's not in any way related to Bavier. 



Normally I like to offer readers directions for finding burial locations, but you won't have any trouble finding this one.  In fact, you can spot it from the road.  At seven feet tall, it towers over every other headstone at Oakwood.  It even bears her character's name, and given her disdain for Aunt Bee, you really have to wonder who made that call.

Rest in peace, Aunt Bee.

Arizona Governor's Pyramid Tomb

He was Arizona's first governor, and apparently, it's most eccentric.  While this site typically brings you the dirt on celebrity graves, we occasionally like to profile the more bizarre and unique ones we encounter in our travels.  And the self-erected pyramid of George W.P. Hunt certainly qualifies.

He was born on November 1, 1859 in Hunstville, Missouri (the town was named after his grandfather). While born into privilege, his family would lose everything in the War Between the States.  However, he still finished college and made his way west, eventually settling in Arizona.  Deciding on a career in politics, his early bids for office were unsuccessful, but he'd later be elected governor no less than seven times.  Term limits anyone? 

When his wife passed in 1931, he felt that she deserved nothing less than a shrine, and he erected the pyramid on a hilltop in Papago Park overlooking nearby Phoenix.  Three years later he'd join her in the tomb, which was clearly constructed of bathroom tile.



Location: Papago Park, Phoenix, Arizona
Address: 625 N Galvin Parkway

We had hoped to include a YouTube video or two here for you to enjoy.  Unfortunately, all of those on YouTube suck. 

Next up: The Man Who Had Two Graves!