Well I have been wanting to tell this story for some time now. Does anyone believe that a person is better becoming a JW? I ask this question because I have carried this around with me for some years now. My second wife a beautiful woman by the name of Tabitha Rucker (her first name has been changed to show respect) wanted to study with the JWs. First some background. I met Tabitha when I was attending Wharton Country Jr College in Wharton, TX. Make no mistake about it, I am not a country kind of guy, but I did grow up in a small town and everyone worked either on a farm or ranch during the summer. Anyways I was good a riding bulls, so I had a gotten a partial scholarship to be on the WJCJ rodeo team. This is where I met Tabitha. I knew of Tabitha she lived in a smaller town up the road from us, and we knew many of the same people even though we never actually hung out or dated. She was the exact polar opposite of me. This girl was a redneck, and by redneck I mean she dipped, owned a dualie Ford Truck, and had her name on the back of her belt. She rode her horse and did barrel racing. She was very good at it. We hit it off and we had a very tumultuous, passionate, end of the world relationship.
Tabitha loved to party, she loved to drink, and she loved to have sex (and not necessarily with me). We dated for about 6 months and then we got married. I don’t think I ever got 8 hours of sleep the whole time I was married to Tabitha. One day out of the blue, in part because my Mom had asked us to go to a meeting we went. My heart wasn’t in it, but I wanted to please my Mom. Well Tabitha was not the church going type and I think the only thing she had in her wardrobe were Wrangler and Rocky Mountain Jeans, blouses, and her cowboy boots. She actually went out and bought a dress just to go to the meeting. I really didn’t think much of it, but when we got to the KH, people came up and shook our hands and said how much they missed me, and they all wanted to meet Tabitha. You could tell Tabitha really like the atmosphere, and believe it or not she paid attention the whole time we were there. She loved hearing the singing and she was so serious during the prayer. I had never seen this side of Tabitha. Sure enough some of the sisters asked her if she wanted a book study and she said yes. She really got into the book study and even prepared ahead of time. I didn’t like it. I started to make sure that we were outta town on Saturday mornings so that she couldn’t study, and I would make excuses to not attend the meetings. Well before long Tabitha’s partying ways took over and she soon forgot about ever studying with the JWs or going to any of the meetings. We had parties and clubs to hit. A couple of years of too much partying and infidelity by both parties tanked our marriage.
Tabitha died in a car wreck a year after our divorce, she had been coming back from Lubbock and had been drinking. I feel that if she had continued to study with the JWs she might still be alive today.