Not a classical music memory, but one of my earliest "listening" memories had to do with the first television I remember from my toddler years. It was a gigantic blonde Sears Silvertone black and white console (on metal legs)--a big, square boxy thing with what was probably a 20 inch or so screen. The top lifted up and there was a record player inside (not, of course, a stereo, and I don't even think it was officially a "hi-fi"). My parents had a stack of old 78s they kept in the living room and I remember to this day putting on the old Edward R. Murrow "You Can Hear it Now" 78s, only to discover the tonearm had no needle in it. So I then discovered if I placed my fingernail ever so gingerly on the record, I could actually hear it! I still remember the sensation of the sound vibrations on my finger and how funny it was to hear the radio broadcasts emanating from my fingernail.