In fifth grade I discovered The Beatles (who were in the process of breaking up) and my teacher brought his electric guitar in a few times and played for us. I knew I'd get one someday but money was tight so I didn't bother asking. A few years later two of my sisters got really bad/cheap acoustics and took lessons from the hippy up the street. I tried those guitars and they were terrible, besides, I wanted electric, a Tele, they spoke to me. Years and years went by and eventually my kid wanted a guitar. Money was tight so I got him an inexpensive Fernandes strat, an amp and lessons. I oogled at the Teles, they spoke to me. He took to it like a fish to water so over the years I upgraded his guitar and amp and kept up with his lessons but money was tight. And I oogled at the Teles, they spoke to me. He always had strats and would teach me chords and riffs but I just didn't like his guitars much and wanted my own anyway, but money was tight. More years passed and he came home for a visit, he brought his Antiqua Tele with him (no laughing, it's a cool guitar!). I picked it up and he re-taught me chords. I knew that's what I needed, a Tele of my own. Money was no longer tight so I got a used MIM Standard (sold it to get my Baja). Now I have two Teles, the ones I've wanted since fifth grade because they spoke to me. Maybe some day I'll actually be able to play them too.