I'm sure most of us have regretted selling or trading away some piece of gear we later realized was 'the one', but there also are pieces of gear which brushed by us, but because of our own misjudgment (or poverty) we failed to snatch them when we had the chance . . . It was the heady, pre-internet days of the mid-1980s. My best college buddy happens to occasionally run sound and lights for a popular bar band in his home town. One day he returns from a weekend at home with a guitar case in tow. The band's lead player is looking to sell his old Tele . . . and there it is: mid-60s Tele, Olympic white, rosewood board, original case . . . but look at that rust. He's asking $225. Could I come up with $225? Plus, what about the rust on the metal parts? Who would want a guitar with such wear and tear? And would I be able to find replacement parts for the rusty screws and saddles? I even checked the local music store to see if they stocked replacement parts. Nope. And the AllParts catalog at this time was merely stapled together photocopies of typed (as in on a typewriter) part names and numbers. Remember: These were the days before relics, and I was used to rocking a shiny black Charvel/Jackson. Needless to say, I passed.