The hard part was tuning! Never could get on with pitch pipes. I didn't have a very good sense of pitch, so string breakages were frequent. Strings were hard to find. I did manage to tie a string together once. We mostly learnt from each other, and as a keen and committed teenage player, I did play for hours a day. My mother reckoned I took my guitar to bed with me! I don't recall it being actually in the bed, but it was certainly in the corner so I could see it when I awoke first thing in the morning. (The only change now is that I have a few more, so they have to take their turn in the corner of the bedroom.) I don't remember any guitar mags in the sixties / seventies, though we had "Beat Instrumental". Anyone in the UK remember that? I remember one really useful article on how to cover your belt buckle in velvet to avoid scratches. I bet nobody actually did that! Slowing down the gramophone turntable to work out a tricky bit on a record was something else we did. And I've just remembered that a local school had a folk guitar evening class. Wasn't keen on the material (Tom Dooley, Freight Train etc), but I did learn a lot of basics. Though I never want to hear McTell's Streets of London ever again. But grateful for an introduction to Gordon Lightfoot. We did "Bitter Green" very sloooooowwwly. Those were the days. I don't want them back!