Was reluctant even when fully in. I guess there was always a nagging doubt about pushing the "wonderful god" schtick.
Mom let us trick or treat, birthday parties (others), no xmas. Thanksgiving was a family reunion. Dad was not part of the good ol boys club and kept quiet.
In the 50s and 60s thing were more lax. At least we played with worldly kids, watched fireworks on 4th. Solo dating was allowed and we did get into heavy petting with no consequences. (Dont tell)
My best friends mother took me under her wing and gave me my first legal beer, introduced me to family xmas traditions like decorating the tree.
WT was right about the flag, military and some things but not by righteousness but rather just for the controversy. They misused the "my country right or wrong" as being in lock step instead of realizing we have a common allegiance to our home.