......parents left being baptists, where i sang in the choir, in 1958, after attending the big new york international convention. i was 7 at the time. growing up i was put on "probation" more times than i can count on 1 hand........seems like , now that i think about it, everytime i got taken off "probation", i would go out celebrate by buying a 6 pack of beer & a pack of camel filters.
after a couple of years of hitch hiking around the country after graduating from high school in 1970, my mom called me & told me " that nice young sister that you were interested in marrying, called & said she was "ready" to get married now. well.......being young & a little tired of being stoned & on the road, i went home. straightened myself out, did all the right jw things, got married, worked hard,got invited to be a member of " the good ol' boys club", became a ministerial servant. married 7 years, moved up in the world, had a new home, lots of toys....but started feeling it wasn't really what made me happy, didn't ring true......too many things i saw on the "inside" didn't set well in my mind. started smoking weed & tobacco again.....drinking heavily as usual....but that wasn't that bad to them......undercover..of coarse. started a fade in 1977 or '78.....told wife i did not want to be a hippocrit any longer.../.would not be a witness. stopped attending...cold turkey..no mas!
she did not want to split up....so after a year or so of this, i left 1 weekend, did not go home for 5 days. called her & asked her if she had called a lawyer yet, she said what for; " i thought you just went on one of your benders." she had no clue how unhappy i was. i called a lawyer friend of mine & filed for a divorce, finalized in 1980.
lived with a couple of "ladies" for a while...the third one, after 3 years of living together, talked me into marrying her. that was in 1983, been together ever since.
1958-1977 .......not the best years of my life, but by no means the worst years of my life either.......
magoo