In Itcani we found the cemetery just as described—up a small hill in someone’s back yard.  The caretaker explained that his family had lived there for fifty years and cared for the cemetery during that time.  In truth it was well tended.  Everything was neatly trimmed and maintained.  One stone had been braced with a wire to prevent it from falling.  The cemetery was next to the family’s vegetable garden and contained an unfinished tree house destined for use by the caretaker’s grandson.  The stones were relatively modern with simple artistic displays at best.