My earliest memories are in my small, childhood home sleeping while my parents practiced their music in our living room, which they converted to a recording studio. They were professional musicians, so I was involved from an early age and have music "in my bones". I continue the tradition to this day, 40 years later.
Some years ago, I saw a guitar, artistically made out of a cigar box at an art festival. I was blown away! My wife wanted to buy it for me, but I whispered in her ear "I can make one of those as well...".