Growing up we always raided our Dad's sock drawer on Christmas Eve to choose one to hang on the mantle. When my folks moved from the family home 30 years ago, my siblings and I were each given a little block of white painted wood with our own nail from the mantle and one of Dad's socks. I still get it out every year, but we did not con-tinue the tradition with our own children; they have their own socks!
(Thanks to Kathy Pettingill Kettenring for sharing this Christmas tradition! What would you like to share?)