Growing up, we always had real ones, until........
The year my mother let me take my boyfriend and find one in the woods. Yes, the woods. We didn't have tree farms, we just went out in the woods and found a good cedar one. Mama and her friend took off in one direction and BF and I went in the other. We found a nice tree, chopped that sucker down and hauled it back to the car. That was back when car trunks were big enough to fit a frat party in, but the tree was still too big to fit inside. Dang, trees don't
SEEM so big when they're out in the middle of a forest......
We tied it halfway in and dragged it home. Then we had to hack it half to death to get it inside the house. Finally, a shadow of its former glory, we put it up.

Mama declared we were buying an artificial one the day after Christmas when they went on sale. Back then, you had to wait until Dec. 26 for sales like that. So we had artificial ones from then until I married.
We stuck with that plan for a few years and then DH and I went for real trees. We stayed with them for a few years, but that went belly up for 2 reasons.
(1) One year, we paid a fortune for what turned out to be a half-paralyzed tree. It looked good at first, but as time passed, I kept hearing ornaments drop on the floor. I'd go chastise the cats for knocking off ornaments and they'd look at me innocently, instead of making the whirring sound and stomping their feet they way they usually did when they were guilty. Then I finally witnessed what was really happening. I was sitting by the tree and an ornament just slid right off a branch.....because the branch had gone all limp and floppy. It was not perky, but blah. I stood back and one side of the tree was still fine, with upright branches. But the other was suffering from branch flop and my ornaments were just sliding off to the floor. I'd been blaming the kitties wrongfully! Basically, my tree was a stroke victim.
(2) The main reason we no longer have real trees....Allergies. I would sneeze and blow my nose nonstop the whole time the tree was in the house. But when the cats started sneezing, I knew it was time to invest in an artficial tree. Kitties have a hard time blowing their noses.
