I guess I will have to get used to that happening. One of them was a black man that I played with when I was about 7 years old while my grandma studied with his grandma and mother. They became JWs. We had the congregation book study in his home when I was still the book study conductor. The other one was some one I had worked with when I was a teenager back in the 50s. We saw each other often at McDonalds. Time rolls on.
Ken P.