When I left, a quick fade out, I took my own family with me. The other few were already out, leaving only an Aunt and Uncle. I moved out of state, so never had to worry about any shunning. Just a few months ago at my Mothers funeral, I knew I would see my Uncle for the first time. When he came in, he came right to me. Gave me a hug, and asked what he could do to help. The week was filled with making arrangements, sharing meals, and memories. He never put me on the spot, or asked me anything about what I was doing as far as the JW's go...
My Uncle never told me-- and I never asked, but I heard from many CO's through the years-- that my Uncle was 'of the annointed' and had an exceptional Bible knowledge. His 'knowledge' didn't keep him from being there for us all, when Mom died.
Of course, the real test would be if I were to show up on his doorstep for a visit!