The hall was packed, and from my standing point I had plenty of opportunity to have a scan about, despite being horrified that their were brothers there who were betting looking than even me ( in my newly bought outfit!) I saw yet again a truly great crowd of people.
Scoob, I hope I can say without causing you offense (it's really a general comment rather than a critique of your observation), that when I read that I wondered how many of that 'great crowd' were thinking things like:
"I don't care what mom says, I'm never going to this dumb thing again. She could at least let me have my Gameboy if she's going to make me come to these dumb things."
"At least when we go to dad's house next weekend we get to hunt Easter eggs!"
"I suppose I'd be a better person and husband if I was interested in this stuff. I hope she doesn't get the idea I'm going to start going to all her damned meetings."
"OK, keep reminding yourself, yes this is a pain in the a$$ but it's worth it if it keeps my family talking to me and generally off my back the rest of the year."
"Good grief, why did I let him/her talk me into this? I'm not interested in this religion, I just can't say that to his/her face. I wish s/he'd just leave me alone. I'm not answering the door the next time s/he comes."
"God this is boring, but you do have to go to church somewhere every Easter. Still, I'm not coming back here next time. I didn't realize you weren't supposed to take communion at a JW church! That's screwy."
"Whew. That's over again for another year!"