I remember a street drunk sitting in the back during the memorial and he drank the entire glass of wine.
Two brothers yelling right before the meeting one yelling, "You stay away from my wife!!!!!!!"
People smacking their kids and then taking them to the "spanking room" hauling them by one arm that grew in length as they were dragged back there. Some would yell, "Not the spanking room, Not the spanking room".
The "spanking room" was also a library and a second school. I walked in there on a brother and his wife having a verbal knock down drag out.
Had a Norwegan elderly brother who was kind of loosing it mentally who would always raise his hand to answer at the WT and would go on forever...in Norwegian.
When my dad would come to meetings he would time the brothers prayers to see who gave the longest. He would also stop by a store on the way home from the memorial and by Mogan David wine and we would all have some when we got home.