I, too, can relate, Murph. I got the DS soundtrack for Christmas in 1969 and ever since, the haunting themes have been ingrained both in my consciousness and in my heart.
During DS' original run, I would watch the show with a lady who was like a second mother to me (in fact, it was she who had given me the DS LP). I'd run home from school, while she'd run home from the nursing home where she worked. Our shared enjoyment of the show was a time of innocence for both of us. It would become a treasured memory for me, for she had to leave the country in 1973. In the last 30 years, I was able to see her only once (for an entire month in 1980). Through a series of unfortunate circumstances, she was never able to realize her dream of returning to the U.S. We continued to stay in touch, and I remember writing her about attending the 2001 and 2002 Fests. After years of failing health, she passed away earlier this year.
Around the same time that we were watching DS, I discovered Simon & Garfunkel and was moved by the melancholy of "Old Friends/Bookends" -- only to discover that Paul Simon's lyrics ring even more deeply with every passing decade.
Ben