Bad memories...having to explain to the teacher why I wouldn't be saluting the flag....being scared if there was a bad storm while I was at school...'cause it might be the start of Armageddon... Being picked on...6th grade was the worst...for my religion... Having to keep classmates at arms lengh because they were worldly. Having to refuse invitations to BD parties and dances....I was the only jw in school from k through 11th grade. Finally when I was a senior, a jw family moved into my town.
Good memories
8 day assemblies... Yankee Stadium.. The smell of the oudoor cafeteria..and the pushing crouds... made me nauseous as a kid. After the sessions there were sidewalk vendors with snocones!!! Loved that. JWs. in native dress from around the world... We always stayed at the Commodore Hotel...
My mom always took a group of kids to the local museums and landmarks between sessions. Specific memories...Plymouth, MA, New Bedford, MA
Dad was always in charge of the Sound dept...so I got to go into areas of the assembly site that others didn't get to see. I thought that was pretty kool.
Watchtowers taped to the inside of car windows so you could wave to others on the way to assemblies...made it seem like an adventure.
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