I grew up in the London Wembley congregation where Ewart Chitty served as an elder towards the end of his life. Since he was one of the "anointed", he used to give the memorial talk each year until his health gave out. I never heard any rumours of his homosexuality at the time, but I remember an air of mystery about why he left the GB.
I don't remember when he arrived in Wembley, but he was put up in a flat in Harrowdene Road and cared for by a special pioneer couple (ex India missionaries) who lived with him. One day, when kicking a ball back to a child in the street, he fell down and broke something. He had to move into a care home and died shortly afterwards.
I was troubled for some time after that by the thought of him watching my 'secret sins!'