NY, your comment reminded me that I guess I should be grateful to my mom for making me sit and watch every single one of those Leonard Bernstein's Young People's Concerts in the early 60s. No one in my family was musical (though my dad did have a short lived avocation as a drummer with Geoge Wein, the founder of the Newport Jazz Festival) and I never went to Symphony Hall in Boston, as a kid. But, watching those shows got me interested in classical music. Years later, when I moved to Miami in HS, one of my teachers used to take a bunch of us to see the Miami Philharmonic Orchestra monthly. We got cheap student seats, I would get dressed up (granny dresses!) and enjoy the teeny bit of culture in that cultural desert, in 1970-71.