San Diego's Mount Hope Cemetery

Mount Hope is a city-owned and operated cemetery and is the final resting place of some of San Diego's most notable citizens.

Over the years, since its founding in 1869, original portions of the Cemetery have been combined with other burial areas originally designated for the International Order of Foresters, Masonic Lodge, Grand Army of the Republic (GAR), Fraternal Order of Eagles, and the County of San Diego Indigent Burial Program. In February 1973, a Veteran's Section, in the newer area of the cemetery, was dedicated in honor of all San Diego veterans. The combined cemetery now has a total of 110 usable acres (only 80 acres are in use at this time) with over 76,000 interments made.
To start it all, a citizen committee was formed and given the task of establishing a new, municipal cemetery for San Diego. Mount Hope Cemetery was selected by the committee and opened in 1871. The committee was led by Alonzo Horton (1813-1909), who is widely regarded as the father of modern San Diego. It is fitting, therefore, that Horton is buried at Mount Hope Cemetery.

One of the things I love most about a cemetery is having the opportunity to 'meet' someone new. Ah Quin (1848-1914) is one such introduction. He was an exceptional figure during the early days of Chinese immigration to the U.S. Born in Guangdong, Ah Quin received an English mission education in Canton before being sent to California by his family in 1868. He worked a variety of odd jobs including houseboy and cook across San Francisco, Santa Barbara, and Alaska, continuing his religious studies and learning merchandizing along the way. In Alaska, Ah Quin cut off his queue (braid), marking his commitment to making America his home.

Ah Quin’s education and bilingualism opened many doors for him: he worked as a labor broker for the California Southern Railroad in San Diego for five years before branching out into merchandising and real estate. He became a respected leader within the San Diego community, earning him the unofficial title of “Mayor of Chinatown.” Between 1877 and 1910, Ah Quin kept a lengthy diary spanning ten journals in which he described his daily life, largely in English. In addition to these written records, the Quin family has maintained a strong oral history of Ah Quin’s life throughout the generations. Ah Quin’s legacy not only richly portrays the experience of Chinese in America around the turn of the 20th century but demonstrates the importance of social and personal memory in preserving marginalized histories.
Another important person here is Elisha Spurr Babcock Jr. (1848- 1922). This real estate mogul is best remembered for building the famous Hotel del Coronado (1888) to attract residential buyers to the area. The Chicago-born Babcock trained as a civil engineer and moved to Southern California for health reasons in 1884. He developed over 4000 acres of San Diego property and gave the city its first electrical lighting system in 1904. But his business career was rocky, and he was nearly bankrupt when he died. Such is history.
We came to pay our respects to San Diego Horticulturist, Katherine Olivia Sessions, who came to be called the "Mother of Balboa Park". Her story is a long, wonderful one, worth a thorough read.


Thomas Whaley (1823-1890) was a prominent San Diego pioneer. Born in New York City, he migrated to San Francisco at the tail end of the Gold Rush. He and his family moved to San Diego in 1851. He built a grand brick house, unusual for the area, and opened shop about a half mile away from the central square of Old Town (then, just "town") but the distance proved too far for customers to travel. He was never commercially successful and family tragedies later wracked his nerves to the point of illness. Still, Whaley's civic-mindedness marks him as one of the most significant Founding Fathers of the San Diego area.

There are dozens of Parkers interred here. I couldn't find their story but what a monument to them.
Sometimes it is the gravestone that draws me in. Who was Charles Augustus Whittemore (1830-1912) and why did he warrant such a grand memorial? Interestingly, I did find his photo (below). Charles arrived in San Diego in about 1894. What did he do there? So many questions.

Probably the most interesting of the burial stories is that of Raymond Chandler (1888-1959), author and motion picture screenwriter, he is considered by many to be a founder, along with a few others, of the hard-boiled school of detective fiction.

In 1946, Raymio and Cissy (Raymond and Pearl) moved to La Jolla. Cissy died in 1954, after a long illness. Heartbroken and drunk, Chandler neglected to inter her cremated remains, and they sat for 57 years in a storage locker in the basement of Cypress View Mausoleum.

After Cissy's death, Chandler's loneliness worsened his propensity for clinical depression; he returned to drinking alcohol, never quitting it for long, and the quality and quantity of his writing suffered. After a respite in England, he returned to La Jolla. He died at Scripps Memorial Hospital in 1959. Chandler is buried here though he wished to be cremated and placed next to Cissy in Cypress View Mausoleum. Instead, he was buried in Mount Hope, because he had left no funeral or burial instructions.
In 2010, Chandler historian Loren Latker, with the assistance of attorney Aissa Wayne (daughter of John Wayne), brought a petition to disinter Cissy's remains and reinter them with Chandler in Mount Hope. Latker's request was granted.

The shared gravestone reads, "Dead men are heavier than broken hearts", a quotation from The Big Sleep. Chandler's original gravestone was placed by Jean Fracasse and her children. Jean, a blued-eyed blonde Australian who worked as an actress and newsreader, answered an ad Chandler placed in the old San Diego Tribune for a secretary in January 1957. Whatever the ad said, the real job was to keep Chandler away from alcohol, to keep him sober enough to complete the novel Playback, and, it turns out, provide him the family he regretted never starting. A somewhat happy ending to a very tragic tale.

Yes, cemeteries are places where stories are told, where secrets are revealed and where strangers become known. I love them so.

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