In another thread someone mentioned visiting Patsy Cline's resting place (think it was "Flattop"), and it got me thinking. I've always loved to walk through graveyards, check out the names of the folks who've "been", and in general just revel in the peacefulness. Many times I've taken an instrument and just sat under a tree and played (no jokes about "captive audience").

Once I discovered a hitherto unknown relative (a "Fielding" from the mid-1850s) as I walked through an older part of a local cemetary. A little further research made that person "live again" for me.

Friends of mine have made pilgrimages to the graves of Charlie Poole and Leadbelly, and while in Britain I've hunted down Marx, an obviously fraudulent "Robin Hood" site (that he probably didn't exist didn't deter the locals) and an equally fraudulent but nonetheless fascinating "King Arthur" site.

Perhaps one of the nicest sites I've been to, is the grave of humourist Stephen Leacock. He's mostly known in Canada, but made millions laugh. I played a song about Orillia Ontario for "him".

Any other graveyard wanderers?

Rick