Yes, I remember the 15 minute break.
And I remember when Lunches at the CA were $.35 and Dinners were $.70. You had to buy tickets. I even remember before tickets. You just paid the coin.
I remember live orchestras at district conventions (now regional).
I remember baptisms in horse troughs.
And I remember snow cones.
And I remember deep fried burritos.
And I remember when we would have live piano players for songs between meetings.
And I remember Congregation Servants before the "elder arrangement".
And I remember when they banned smoking, and disfellowshipped the addicts that couldn't give up cigarettes.
And I remember 8 day assemblies. 9AM to 9PM.
And I remember when there were only about 2,000 of the annointed left.
And I remember when they told us that 6,000 years of man's existence ended in the fall of '75.
And I remember when Fred Franz would give talks and a hush would come over the crowds of 60K pllus waiting for the next interpretation of prophecy would be revealed.
And I remember when Fred Franz was going blind, and would recite from memory all the scriptures in his talks.
And I remember every time the "Generation" definition would change.
And I remember when blow jobs were wrong.
And I remember when they weren't wrong.
And I remember when we used to just raise our hands to give answers that we underlined in our Watchtowers, using our voices, and not a microphone.
And I remember when we used microphones with physical wires.
And I remember when we used microphones that didn't need wires.
And I remember 3 day "Circuit Assemblies".
I even remember 4 day "Circuit Assembles".
I remember when you had to put in 100 hours to be a regular pioneer.
I remember "vacation" pioneers.
I remember "back calls".
I remember slopping trays.
I remember "book studies".
I remember Plant sales after District Conventions.
I remember 6 month bible studies.
I remember green bibles.
I remember thinking that my grand parents would never die.
I remember thinking my parents would never die.
I remember thinking I would never graduate High School.
I remember thinking my son would never graduate High School.
I remember thinking i would never die...