In 1975 I was not a witness, but my husband's cousin was. I never met this cousin, but the family had s bizarre stories about the cousin and her family living up in the woods and living off of acorns and preparing for the end of the world. I remember the cousin's brother speaking of a visit to his JW sister's house. I guess these JWs had also parted from most of their worldly possesions and the brother spent one darned uncomfortable night sleeping on an old broken down sofa after eating a meal of acorns. Guess that should have clued me into life as a JW, but it didn't and about 7 years later I became a JW in the midst of a bad bought of post partum depression. The whole JW doomsday doctrine fed on my paranoia and anxiety at the time. I think they catch a lot of people this way.
cybs