Since I Was a Child.
When I was growing up I lived in a subdivision that used to be land owned by a certain family, circa the Civil War. The family burial plot was still preserved, and I loved to visit the graves. Read about the people, think about what they would have looked like, how their lives would have been. My friends and parents thought it was bizarre, but I was always drawn to the cemetery.
Ever since then I've loved them, the older the better. I especially love to go to Savannah and just wander around the historical cemeteries. It makes me sad when the writing begins to fade from the stones due to weathering, etc. Historical cemetaries hopefully have some kind of rubbing project that will preserve the inscriptions as much as possible for posterity. If not, they should. I'd volunteer.