My earliest memory was of being in a crib with another child who'd somehow gotten a very full diaper off and was 'fingerpainting' with the stuff all over the crib and walls (I know...too gross!). I related this memory tomy mom as an adult and she was surprized I'd remembered it because I was only 3. I think I was slightly traumatized 😳
later, my best memories were when we went out to 'the ranch' to spend a day with my mom's "worldly" family; grandparents, cousins, aunts and uncles. My JW dad was never around for that except to pick us all up in the evening to go back home. He really hated it when my grandfather picked us all up (my mom didn't drive). They were all such evil worldly people.
There were other good memories but not one involved meetings or assemblies. They were usually when we missed a meeting and did something fun.