Journaling reads:<BR><BR>Your first Christmas and thirty years ago, your Papaw stuck me in this same stocking and held me up just like he is holding you here. Much has changed - decades have come and gone, and I have grown up and now have a family of my own. This is our little tradition, a rite of passage, if you will. This year is special because we now have you to put in this thirty-year old stocking.