Garrett...that is really impressive that they went to those lengths. When I dislocate my knee...the day before it was announced that I was a pioneer...not one person in my hall could be bothered to call and checkup on why I wasn't at the meeting on that most important night! It was only when I showed up at the hall for field service with the CO, on crutches, in the middle of the winter, did anyone even pay attention. They didn't even bother to check up or offer help after the CO left. While he was there, he made sure that I was looked after, at least in service. I lived in a fairly rural territory at the time, so the most I was able to do was phone calls and letter writing. So that they went to that extant, really showed a loving attempt...now, that being said...whatever action you took, or didn't take, needed to be what you were comfortable with. If opening the letters and reading them would have caused you to return to the Borg...then they were a danger to you and you did the right thing...first and foremost in this situation, you need to protect yourself.
I currently have a sister that occasionally will send me a Facebook message that she is planning on making a trip to see me. It's been at least 3 years since I was at a meeting, and I live about 50 away from her now. It was only when she found out that I was diagnosed with cancer and am now recovering from those treatments, that she started contacting me. Maybe there has been some direction to reach out to those of us that have disappeared if possible...or maybe they are just moved by their inherent human kindness. I am not encouraging this visit, nor am I holding my breath that it will take place...the only possible way it will happen is when an assembly happens...the Assembly Hall is about the 1/2 way point. So I just hope that she is too busy with work and pioneering, and that her husband is too busy with work, pioneering and elder responsibilities to remember me.