I have been disfellowshipped for 13 years. Last April, my Mom passed away from pancreatic cancer. She was still a very active witness until the day she died as is the rest of my family. (who I don't talk to much.) I moved from SLC, Utah, to Portland, OR in 2000. I went home for the funeral which was held in the local Kingdom Hall. I was disgusted at how the proceedings went. They used the gathering,(which consisted of a lot of poeple who weren't Witnesses) as an excuse to pimp the organization and recruit new members. I was horrified at the lack of reference to my mother. It was basically just a lot of bible flipping and scripture quoting followed by a detailed schedule of meeting times in case anyone was interested in coming back to the Kingdom Hall. Afterwards, I was trying my best to get out of there. I got bum-rushed by all these poeple that I hadn't spoken to in over a decade, and that I wasn't suppoised to be talking to now. There was no "Gee, I'm sorry about your mom", just "we'd sure like to see you come back to meetings". All-in-all it was a horrible experience. Thanks for listening. I just wanted to get it off my chest to someone who might understand where I'm coming from.