when I was a witness I was good friends with a recently baptized guy who was always trying to reach out to help, run the microphones, work behind the counter with the literature, attendant at the assemblies, etc.
The BIG problem here was that he is a police office, has been one for over 30 years, so the org. would not allow him to do anything exept clean the toilets during assemblies .
His wife and him divoriced ten years ago and he was df'ed. Since I left the religion two years ago, I called him and met him for dinner one afternoon last week.
He went on and on about how strange his judicial hearing was, how nosey the elders were,how ridiculously "puffed up with self-importance" they were. So we talked on and on for about two hours regarding his df'ing experience. He has several children, none of them are witnesses. They have nothing to do with it.
His ex wife is a pioneer, she doesn't work, she will not work ! but her son and ex husband send her money to pay the rent, ( kind of dysfunctional I think)
Then he mentioned how he needed to get back INTO the jw religion.
I backtracked and asked him why would you do this after what happened, and what a humiliating experience it was.
His reply was " well I want people to attend my funeral when I die, that is really important to me".
When I left my head was spinning like a gyroscope, what would make a once rational person think that in order to have people attend his funeral he needs to become a witness again,,.,. And no, he is not sick but he does smoke.