How I Discovered My Dog Can Read While Doing Yoga at the Cemetery
By Mike Szymanski
Only while “Living in Hollywood” can you attend a memorial service for a friend at a movie theater, and then take a friend to a movie at a memorial park. I’ll be reminiscing about my life here since 1985, and I hope to reveal some fascinating insights about this place called Hollywood.
Two things I post most about on social media are my dogs and Hollywood Forever.
I have three stubborn little chubby Dachshunds whom I love dearly, and I love visiting Hollywood Forever — which is far more than a cemetery. It’s one of my favorite places on Earth. (There’s a reason the two converge, too, by the way, which you can see by googling #DoxieTombstone, but that’s another story.)
During the Pandemic, when all the city parks shut down, this was a place I could see my friends. We would sit a tombstone away from each other and have socially-distanced picnics. With masks, of course. And I could bring my dogs. (Yes, they allow dogs at the cemetery, just keep them away from the swans, peacocks, squirrels, turtles, ducks and feral cats that also hang out there).
They offer yoga at Hollywood Forever every day of the week at 9 a.m. It’s donation-based, and is usually held on the Fairbanks Lawn, around the reflecting pool of the great…
