"I'm sure you've heard it before, but it's true: life is too short."
People can't wrap their heads around this.
Yvette came to Hollywood to make
her mark. It looked promising, her career starting off with a small part in the
greatest film ever, Sunset Boulevard.
Yvette was a featured
"extra" - a girl laughing on the phone. No mention in the
(This was before anyone that cut a fart on a movie set got
After it became apparent she wasn't going to be
the next big star, she took bigger parts in lesser films.
Her neighbors described her as "very
independent" and "she kept to herself." Her house was
described as "a rat-hole." My translation: crazy old bat. Nice...
I say that with affection. I've met loads of celebrities
like her. Because they had a degree of fame, they are
"eccentric." I love meeting them and I love talking to them
about their life and work.
Ultimately, she was the goods. She
was in films - some good, some bizarre. She had a cult following. In
recent years she would do the autograph shows and conventions... people really liked her. She seemed friendly
enough. She probably did have psycho fans. I've seen enough of them
around here too.
Yvette was living in this sweet home on Westwanda in Benedict Canyon. Ann Margret lives
The scene: The mail was not crammed into her
mailbox. Yvette would often stop her mail when she traveled. The
woman that discovered Yvette's body, Susan Savage, said that Yvette had mail
delivery stopped in 2010, and never had it resumed. Savage also mentioned that the phone books
were delivered recently, and she noticed that after a couple of days, Yvette's were
gone. So it appeared as if everything was copasetic.
Point to remember:
Yvette was a very private person. She
didn't interact a lot with neighbors. (okayyy...)
She was paranoid, convinced that every passing car held a potential
When her mail piled up at the post office, the mail
carrier left notes for Yvette. Another neighbor told the mail carrier that Yvette would often go to
Vegas. It made sense.
Her phone was off the hook. So was she.
People did become concerned.
People did try to reach out.
Yvette just... slipped
through the cracks. Literally.
last Wednesday, when I saw there were cobwebs forming on the inside of the mail
box, I just knew something was wrong. So I knocked on her gate for long time; it
was impossible to open. It was bolted twice, nailed shut, and then, braced at
the base with a 2x4. Trust me, it was NOT easily accessible from the street. If
it was, our mail carrier might have been able to make contact sooner. I ended up
scaling her steeply graded hillside, stepping over high metal barricades and
bloodying myself in the process, till I finally got onto her property. All the
doors and windows were locked and reinforced from within. I knocked on every
door/window, calling her name the whole time. I could see that the lights were
on, but there was no response. I went down to the front door of the house, and
saw the broken window pane which is how I ultimately got in."
Clearly Yvette was a hoarder. Clearly.
There was shit everywhere, and not good shit. We're talking food shit.
Girl drank too. Brandy. I'm not saying she was a lush. I'm saying she liked her
She was not laying there for a year. Maybe
a few months. Maybe.
There was an electrical heater on for the entire
time she was dead. Obviously her bills were being paid
Thanks Colleen Tebo
The mailbox? We addressed that earlier.
Here is a
photograph I took yesterday (May 4) Look closely for the cobwebs. They are
Yvette's body was found on the flooor... she
was ALLLLL Egyptian. Mummified. Barely
recognizable as a human being. It took a while for them to figure out the
sex of the body. Yvette probably rotted into the
carpet, and she was absolutely no doubt ravaged by insects. When they took her
downtown, they couldn't positively identify her. With
that sort of decay, they couldn't even get a fingerprint.
May 13, 2011 - her body has been positively
Yvette has family. She had a brother who
hadn't seen her in a year. There are a few family members scattered around, but she
probably severed ties with them long ago. We've seen
it before. They'll no doubt have to do some DNA testing to
figure out who is who. More like, "Who gets what?."
Something tells me that a house in Benedict
Canyon will bring out anyone she may have been remotely related to.
(apologies for the overuse of italics in this article) My
guess - she bought the one-bedroom one-bath house in 1980 for $56,000. Now worth
around $650k. Yeah, they'll come sniffing around. No doubt.
Her death has been ruled natural. Arteriosclerotic
Cardiovascular Disease. That just basically means that she died and no one
killed her. There is no sign of foul play.
However, if you watch
that clip Sunset Boulevard (above) a couple of more times, you can see what might drive
someone to murder.