As I recall, when I was a young rascal taking piano lessons, I hated having to reposition my fingers all the time. I looked at a guitar and figured "there's only 6 strings, it's gotta be easier than piano."

Later on I found out about frets. Duh...

Also my brother had acquired a guitar from which in a destructive moment he had snapped the neck clear off the body. I rescued the remnants, and not knowing this was a difficult and precise job, glued it back together (the second time I did this I added some dowelling. Glad I didn't get intimidated about major insturment repairs until later.

W-O