In the middle of the last century, my grandmother began a family tradition when she made her grandchildren felt Christmas stockings to hang on her mantle. Our house didn’t have a fireplace, but not to worry, Santa would come down the chimney at Grandmother’s house filling stockings and leaving treasures under the tree. (He would also stop by Christmas afternoon for a cup of hot chocolate and bring a package or two he’d “forgotten” the night before, but that is another story.)
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