Right On!
My very first guitar experience I barely remember. My dad was a rocker from way back.. He played in bands with my uncle and had all these ld vintage guitars back in the day. Well he was drafted in 65' and married my mom in 70' and I came along in 71. We all lived in a small apartment when I was an infant that caught on fire. One of the things that was damaged was his 1964 Gibson Firebird. For years after we moved and bought a house, he kept it in a case under the bed. When I was little I would mess around with it, I only remember opening the case and it was too big to pick up and it smelled like smoke. Eventually he trashed it I guess. But my whole family played music. So my dad, uncles and cousins all had guitars.
When I was 8 my grandmother bought me a junior sized Sears acoustic. And when I was 13 I got a cheap Cort brand Strat copy from my grandfather with a small transistor amp.
Over the last 40 years I have bought, sold, traded a plethora of gear and that old cheap acoustic started a lifetime of enjoying the arts of music. I wish I had that guitar now. I wouldn't trade it for the world.