L’Wren Scott was a Mormon and she was from Utah. She was, however, buried in a Hollywood cemetery that has a gift shop, no religious affiliation, and no family meaning for her. It’s the end of a very strange story.

Hollywood Forever Cemetery is the home to miscellaneous stars, big and small, known and forgotten. It’s the kind of place that sells maps to stars’ graves. On their web page there are instructions for booking events.

Classy? No. Kitschy? Yes.

Two of the Ramones from the punk rock group are there. Johnny Ramone’s has a headstone of him playing guitar. Viva Las Vegas. Both Douglas Fairbanks Sr. and Jr. are in Hollywood Forever. So is Fay Wray of “King Kong” fame, Mel Blanc, voice of Bugs Bunny. His epitaph on his tombstone: “That’s all, folks!”

It’s a cemetery with a Hall of Fame. Director Cecil B. DeMille, actors Peter Finch and Janet Gaynor, movie mogul Harry Cohn, gangster Bugsy Siegel, and silent film star Rudolph Valentino all live on in memory in the opulent mausoleums and crypts.

Hollywood Forever seems like a place that might have been a good idea in the early part of the movie industry’s history when no one had a past and everything was sort of imagined as a celluloid fantasy.

What is L’Wren Scott doing there? She had nothing to do with old Hollywood or the actual movie business other than dressing some stars.  She’s far from home, not near anyone from the fashion business or her family. It’s not like Mick Jagger will ever go back for a visit, as he lives in London, New York, and Mustique. It’s unlikely any of her movie star clients will use this as a final resting place. None of them would be caught dead there, frankly.

Weird, weird, weird.

PS They host concerts there regularly, and have a regular Movie Night.

L’Wren, try and rest in peace.

L’Wren Scott was laid to rest today in Los Angeles, eight days after her tragic suicide. Everyone continues to wonder what happened. Look at the picture of Mick Jagger that went out around the world Tuesday. This man looks shattered, to use a word. What a terrible ending for everyone involved.

Besides Jagger, there were members of his family and Scott’s, as well as actress Ellen Barkin, Nicole Kidman and Keith Urban. There was a reception following at the very chic Sunset Tower Hotel.

None of the Rolling Stones went to the service– no Keith, Ronnie, Charlie Watts. The Stones’ quotes last week about the “situation” never mentioned L’Wren or her passing, just their support for Mick and willingness to get back on tour.

But Mick’s kids and grandkids did turn out in full force. Scott was buried in a cemetery with the tackiest name possible– “Hollywood Forever.” Only in L.A., kids, only in L.A.

Here’s the note from Jagger’s publicist which every outlet used as if they’d done the actual reporting. The note didn’t include Kidman or Urban’s names or any other friends.

A small private gathering of family and close friends attended a funeral service for L’Wren Scott today at Hollywood Forever Funeral Home in Los Angeles.

The service with blessings and prayers led by Reverend Ed Bacon (All Saints Church in Pasadena, California) included memories and words of tribute from Mick Jagger, her brother Randy Bambrough, Justinian Kfoury, Ira M. Hammons-Glass and Adam Glassman.

Poems were shared by Jagger’s daughter Karis, as well as Ellen Barkin. Mick’s daughter, Jade, read Psalm 139, and his grandchildren, Mazie and Zak, read Psalm 23.

Randy’s daughter Hannah read Shakespeare Sonnet 18.

 “Will the Circle be Unbroken” was sung by Bernard Fowler with Dave Stewart on guitar.

Goop! Oscar winning actress Gwyneth Paltrow announced her separation — er, “uncoupling”– from Coldplay rocker Chris Martin tonight while I was at the theater. Isn’t it always the way? Anyway, GP posted her news on her website. www.goop.com. And the site crashed. You still can’t get into it at 10:45pm. Always check your bandwidth before making a life announcement.

Surprised? No, no one is surprised. Rockers aren’t made for marriage. Actors aren’t far behind. No one’s in the same place at the same time. And when they’re not, they’re where they shouldn’t be. Plus, it must have been hard to get a cheeseburger, fries, or Oreo’s in that house. That adds to the tension considerably.

Uncoupling means divorce in the real world, which is always sad. Chris recently signed on to do “The Voice.” Gwyneth has more “Iron Man” movies to do. Since winning the Oscar for “Shakespeare in Love” in 1999, she hasn’t done a single serious film. Maybe this news will refocus her attentions. She’s quite capable of winning more Oscars.

PS I hate to say it, but now it does seem that Vanity Fair had been on the trail of something after all.

James Rebhorn wrote his own obituary. It was posted to his church’s website. Everyone’s run it, but it was so moving I wanted to put it here, too. On Sunday morning, when I first wrote about Rebhorn passing, there were few mentions on the web. Since then, there’s been an outpouring of obits and notices. How wonderful. I doubt he had any idea so many people were aware of him. Even crazier is that he lived with melanoma for 22 years until recently. He did his best work, and no one knew he was ill. Notice that the obit says nothing really about acting. It’s all about his family.

Here’s the obit, and a salute:

James Robert Rebhorn was born on Sept. 1, 1948, in Philadelphia, PA. His mother, Ardell Frances Rebhorn, nee Hoch, loved him very much and supported all his dreams. She taught him the value of good manners and courtesy, and that hospitality is no small thing. His father, James Harry Rebhorn, was no less devoted to him. From him, Jim learned that there is no excuse for poor craftsmanship. A job well done rarely takes more or less time than a job poorly done. They gave him his faith and wisely encouraged him to stay in touch with God.

He is survived by his sister, Janice Barbara Galbraith, of Myrtle Beach, SC. She was his friend, his confidant, and, more often than either of them would like to admit, his bridge over troubled waters.

He is also survived by his wife, Rebecca Fulton Linn, and his two daughters, Emma Rebecca Rebhorn and Hannah Linn Rebhorn. They anchored his life and gave him the freedom to live it. Without them, always at the center of his being, his life would have been little more than a vapor. Rebecca loved him with all his flaws, and in her the concept of ceaseless love could find no better example.

His children made him immensely proud. Their dedication to improving our species and making the world a better place gave him hope for the future. They deal with grief differently, and they should each manage it as they see fit. He hopes, however, that they will grieve his passing only as long as necessary. They have much good work to do, and they should get busy doing it. Time is flying by. His son-in-law, Ben, also survives him. Jim loved Ben, who was as a son to Jim, especially through these last months.

His aunts Jean, Dorothy and Florence, numerous cousins and their families, and many devoted friends also survive Jim. He loved them all, and he knows they loved him.

Jim received his BA at Wittenberg University and his MFA at Columbia. He was a member of Lambda Chi Alpha Nu Zeta 624, a life-long Lutheran, and a longtime member of both the AMC and ACLU.

Jim was fortunate enough to earn his living doing what he loved. He was a professional actor. His unions were always there for him, and he will remain forever grateful for the benefits he gained as a result of the union struggle. Without his exceptional teachers and the representation of the best agents in the business, he wouldn’t have had much of a career. He was a lucky man in every way.

–Jim Rebhorn, March 2014