First, I need to thank the various elders' families who showed me how "True Christians" act. I especially loved how honest some of them ran their businesses and treated customers.
Second, I need to thank my former boss at Fred Meyers in Renton and then Covington Washington. Thank you Shannon for keeping me busy on Thirsday nights and making me work most Saturdays and Sundays.
Thirdly, I want to thank the Muzzy family, formerly of Covington Washington. Their daughter was the fiance of one of my close friends. I often went to their home after work to just relax and decompress. Later, they let me have a huge flower and vegetable garden. The next year, I got chickens to keep at their place. At one point, my flock of laying hens was over 300. At the time, I remember thinking to myself, "OMG, this 'hobby' is getting out of hand, too expensive and time consuming." I also had turkeys, ducks, guinea fowl, and pea fowl.
My hobbies broke me of the "habit" of being a praticing witness. So to my laying hens, "Thanks girls."
At this point I was depressed, but glad to be innactive, and content to die at the big A.
Last and most importanly, I have to thank my best friend for destroying my faith and freeing me of the beliefs: I was too stuck, and could not do this on my own. In one very painful, four-hour-long discusion, he cut down what had been grafted on by the JWs. Of all these people, he is the only one who was also JW. I feel a huge debt of gratitude for what he did, as it has allowed me to explore other avenues of my life that I never thought I'd EVER get to explore. He shall remain nameless for now, as he has family still in. I thank him and his wife for letting me be a part of their lives.