I remember leaving the fairgrounds at closing time, around 10:00 p.m. Summertime; hot; dusty.
A huge line (queue) of vehicles. No honking, no shouting, everyone awaiting his turn to merge from conjoining arteries into the main.
No, it was not a JW event, but the annual summer fair.
"Worldly" people sure do impress me with their unexpected good manners!