Religion was a constant battle in our home, which is so sad cause I think my parents would have had a good marriage without this problem . But my mom promised to raise the kid jewish, until after they were married and had kids, and she felt she had to teach us the "truth". So she did it in secret. My dad found out and of course felt betrayed.
My mother's father died when she was four, then my grandmother apparently married an acoholic. My grandmother was a JW (she died when I was four) but she was one of the old ones who picketed with sandwich signs on the streets of N.Y. Got thrown in jail and fed gruel with "mealy worms" in it. It all fed the martyrlike status. My mom "knew the truth" but didn't follow it until she married an unbeliever and had kids...bad timing!