My husband and I attended the memorial for my grandpa Henry Zinser today. As we got closer to the kingdom hall my stomach was tied in knots and I wanted to throw up. As I expected, we were invisible to most in attendance. A couple of sisters talked to me but most of the people whom I have know my entire life ignored me, as did then entire body of elders. The PO's wife who is new since we left, greeted my brother (who is also out and doesn't know the woman) with, "I understand you haven't even called your grandmother yet". I didn't know this or I would have hunted her down. I think that is why he didn't tell me.
The speaker actually did a very nice job. The first half was all about Henry, his accomplishments both JW and personal. We were surprised how much time he spent talking about him, it was unusual for a witness memorial and a bit of a relief. He then asked another brother to come up and speak. He was wonderful. I wish I had gone over and told him afterward how much I enjoyed his comments. He obviously knew and had affection for my grandpa. Mulan told me he is a lurker, which explains alot! If you are reading this Joe, thank you. Then the first speaker took on the blank expression of a drone and spewed out the usual drivel.
I'm never going back. I can't think of one event that would cause me to have to go back to a KH again. I'm free! Yay! I'm free!
Princess