I'd just like to say I'm still enjoying my artificial tree.
As I mentioned before, most years we have a real one, and even if it wasn't dried out, it would have been down by now so the Boy Scouts could pick it up. But with the long hours of darkness in New England at this time of year, I'm loving still being able to have the cheerful lights on!
I just found a Christmas photo from 1964. The artificial tree I sold when my mom passed away in 2013 is in the photo. Nearly 50 years. I think she got her money's worth.