I agree with all the above comments. I remember the period well. All the rhetoric and propaganda. Pressure from parents and the rest of the jw world caused me to take the plunge in '73 @ 16. Parents still alive and active. Totally deny the 75 fiasco. To quote my dad, "when I read between the lines all I see is blank spaces." I give up talking to them about anything jw anymore. At least they hang out with me and are otherwise great to be around.
Other family members (since the convention) are semi-shunning me since I am "spiritually weak." I bite my tongue for the sake of the grand-kids, nieces and nephews, otherwise I wouldn't care.