I read this story years ago, and wanted to share it. Some of you have probably heard this story but here it is anyways. You can click on this link to read it all.
Bob Weir was adopted. After the death of his parents, he went searching for his real parents. He found his biological mom, who gave him the name of his biological dad. After Bob got in touch with his father, they found they were very much alike and have become close. After a time, the father gives Bob a guitar that belonged to his late son (Bob's half brother). It was an old Telecaster. You can read the rest on the link.
This is a great story, that after all those years, this guitar was sitting in the closet after its owner passes on. It is now (or was at that time) Bob's number one guitar.
Quote from this website: "After no one wanting this guitar it fell out of the sky one me. All of the family, as opposed to feeling forsaken, are really overjoyed at seeing a piece of their older brother and eldest son make it on the big stage. The whole story is really a little bit of mysticism. The lesson I learned from my new dad is confirming for me that fate follows in your footsteps so you need to have faith in your path and live life with a sense of wonderment."