As a old man I have thought about this many times and to me there seems to be no answer. If I had been raised in a different way than I was would I have ever found music?
Again I don't know. I do know that my life would have been much less enriched, much less exposed to the profound and much less complete.
My love affair with music began at about seven or eight and to this day I have no idea why it means as much as it does. I know that it would be impossible to "not" love music, to not savor the experience of sound itself. I don't like to use the term "classical music", I prefer "serious music" since listening and participating in music is a rather serious affair, at least is to me, I think I am drawn to it for the same reason one is drawn to reading books; the urge to grow, to widen horizons, to learn.
At 81 I still can grow, still can learn and serious music takes me to other places, other times, it changes me into more of what I think I should be. To not know music would be a terrible burden I think. I feel sorry for those who don't know it.