As I am headed up to Michigan to see my Grandparents I am reminded of a tradition. It's not formal or tied to any specific holiday. I just know I do it EVERY time and I think my sisters do too.
What do we do? We pull out our photo albums. My grandma has probably around 3 books dedicated to each of us. So every time we are up there we pull out our own books and slowly look through them. They are the same pictures every time and we still look at them. Grandma stopped adding to them long ago. It kind of makes me wish I had continued the tradition. I think one of my summer goals is to go through all my old pictures and organize them in some way. It's something I have attempted and failed at many many many times.