Autopsy Photos Biography
The woman explained herself quite well in the opening paragraph of her autobiography, LANA. I quote "One June evening in 1937, I sat in a Hollywood theatre, waiting for a preview of They Won't Forget. I played a Southern schoolgirl, Mary Clay, who would be raped and murdered. An innocent teacher would be blamed and lynched before he came to trial. I hadn't really understood the significance of the script, but I remember what I wore - a close-fitting sweater with patent-leather belt and a well-contoured skirt."
This is the way this broad lived. Not an intellectual giant, but she always looked damn good.
Anyway, as legend has it, in 1936 Lana was attending Hollywood High School. She ditched a typing class and went to a malt shop. It wasn't Schwab's as everyone used to think, but it was called The Top Hat. It's long gone, but this is where it used to be. We all know what happened there, so I won't go into it. She was discovered.
She got famous.
I read one account that Lana was diagnosed with cervical cancer, in 1981.
Lana's last home was a 12-room penthouse at 2170 Century Park East, in Century City. She lived in suite 2006, on the twentieth floor. She called it her "ivory tower."
In 1992, she was diagnosed with throat cancer. With treatment, she thought she had licked it, and announced in 1993 that she had recovered. Supposedly in remission, Lana started showing up on the Hollywood social scene. Guess what. It returned and spread to her esophagus.
One of Lana's last public appearances was in September of 1994, when she attended the San Sebastian Film Festival in Spain. She was to accept a lifetime achievement award. She should have taken a note from Bette Davis about that one, and given it a miss. Friends and family tried to talk her out of attending, but she went anyway, in a wheelchair. Check out those nails.
On March 6th 1995, Lana was admitted to Cedars Sinai Medical Center, because her jaw and neck were severely swollen. At that point, she weighed only 85 pounds. One report stated that the doctors wanted to remove Lana's jawbone. The actress supposedly replied, "My face was my fortune and I want to be able to look in a mirror right up until the end. I'm going to go out like a star."
They treated her, and released her, stating that she "was in good spirits," and "seems to be in good shape."
Lana had her daughter Cheryl move in with her, to help nurse her. Lana had stopped eating, and had to be fed through a tube implanted in her stomach. She went through 7 weeks of radiation therapy, and seemed to be on the mend. But she wasn't.
Lana died on Thursday the 29th of June 1995 just after 10 p.m, in her home. Her daughter was at her side. She was 74 years old.
In 1958, Lana was dating this gangster with a big dick called Johnny Stompanato. It was legendary. She had just rented a home in Beverly Hills on North Bedford Drive. Number 730. She was living with her daughter Cheryl, 14, and a maid. Lana was trying to break off her relationship with Johnny, and he was having none of it.
On the evening of Good Friday, April 4, 1958 - they were having another argument in Lana's bedroom (see the X on the photo). She was dumping him. Again. Cheryl was listening in the hallway. She heard Stompanato say, "You'll never get away from me. I'll cut you good, baby. No one will ever look at that pretty face again." Charming.
Cheryl went down to the kitchen and got a 10-inch carving knife, as you do, and returned. Supposedly Cheryl was pounding on the door when Stompanato came storming out, her knife colliding with his chest, plunging in, and severing his aorta. His last words were, "My God, Cheryl, what have you done?" before he collapsed into a fit of gurgles and died. Cause of death? A stab wound of the abdomen, penetrating liver, portal vein and aorta with massive hemorrhage.