My first congregation was full of good people. It was part of what attracted me to the Watchtower. I remember one elder who was a pain, but most were OK. The others were pretty decent, especially the elder that married wife and I. After about ten years there, I left to go back to school. A few people discouraged the idea, this elder (he actually stepped down as an elder for a while because he couldn't handle the crap level) pulled me aside and told me to go for it, wife and I needed to get away from her family.
I sometimes wonder what the good ones are thinking now? Do they go to sleep at night, struggling with the knowledge that they wasted their lives?