About 6 weeks before the Beatles showed up in NY for the first time (2/7/1963) i got my first guitar for Christmas. It was the worst possible beginner guitar but it was all my parents could afford.
It was an Eminee guitar made entirely out of plastic. Even the frets were plastic. The whole reason I wanted a guitar was because there was a big party in my neighborhood on labor day a few months before. Some guy was playing Dwayne Eddy riffs at this party with his own electric. He seemed like the most loved and popular man on the planet to my naïve nine year old self.