1975 was the focus of our family life. My parents bought a new home in 1973 and had terrible guilt about it, but figured "they would be watching the big A out their cozy basement windows.
My mom was born and raised a witness she is now 76.
My dad finally let go in 1976, after being an elder for years, but went through it by himself with no Internet help and a very angry JW for wife for life.
Even after he left, he hand enclosed a porch, including: Custom windows , laying a herringbone hardwood floor, having air conditioning put in, special lighting and gorgeous furniture.....all for my mom and her "feather in cap" of having the Tuesday night book study in her home.
He in-turn would disappear on Tuesday nights. It makes me sick because this was 25 years after 1975.... he was still trying to make a jw happy.
We kids balked for ages before 1975. It was a religion of rules, regulation, stupidity and spying....a total farce in our young eyes. r.