There was a "sister" in my KH who I saw two to three times a week for 14 years when I was a dub. About 6 months after I stopped attending meetings, I saw her in a restaurant and said hi. She turned her head up and away as if I was a noxious odor, though I never DFed or DAed. That was 30 years ago. I never saw her again.
I was told last week that this sister had died. Not surprisingly, I felt absolutely nothing -- no grief, no sorrow, no regret. Dubs don't seem to realize that shunning is not an act of "love" designed to help straying dubs come back to the fold. It does the opposite -- it makes dubs look like the intolerant fools they are and drives the exiting dub further away.