I remember the sentiment at the time. I was a 10 year old kid and terrified by what was being said at the meetings and everyones' somberness at how we were all going to be persecuted just like the brothers in Nazi Germany. experiences would be read out of the 1974 yearbook on what the JW's went through, the beatings, starvings, hangings and tortures. It affected me deeply, I'm sure that is where the beginnings of my panic and anxiety attacks had their start, along with the OCD that has been my constant companion.
We moved across the USA to be near my dad's relatives so they could be properly preached to by my family. We endured poverty, isolation from his family (they didn't take kindly to the preaching), loneliness and a definite plunge in our standard of living. This moved has had repurcussions to this day, financial instability of my elderly parents, inadequate housing for the aged-it was what they could afford with their diminished means, no saving for retirement...