Well........
I must have been a REAL "odd duck" as a JW!!! I've ALWAYS been emotional, sensitive, whatever.
I remember when a sister was telling me about something that had happened to her daughter (she'd gotten severely burned) and as she was relating the story, my eyes had welled up. She just looked at me in awe and said she couldn't believe how what had happened to her daughter could affect me so much!
In one congregation I had belonged to, our bookstudy conductor's darling 7 year old son had gotten attacked by a dog at a get-together (I hadn't been invited to) and our car group had stopped by to visit. When I walked in and saw his little face and all the swelling and stitches, I had to bolt for the kitchen so I wouldn't lose it in front of him. For YEARS after that, his Mom would comment on how astonished (but touched) she was at my reaction.
I had been working out in service with a newly re-instated brother and in chatting with him I had discovered he was the son of a dear older sister (annointed) that I had known from another congregation. I loved her! She was very sweet and very humble. I asked how she was doing since she had moved to Florida a few years before. He looked at me wide-eyed and said she had died recently...and I just said "Oh no!".......and got all teary-eyed to the point where I couldn't pull myself together enough to go to the doors any more that day.
Five or six more incidents come to mind, but I won't put'em all down here.......I guess you get the idea. For some unknown reason, I never adopted that cold and callous attitude I was supposed to have as a JW! (except when it came to shunning DFed ones)
Quack-quack!
Hugs,
Annie....the Odd Duck!