My earliest memory of meetings involved being forced to shun a girl of 16 who was sitting all alone struggling to care for a tiny baby. Her father was horrible and was the one who forced me to stay away from her. It was absolutely awful and I still feel upset about it to this day. We were attending the congregation of the man who introduced my father to 'The Truth' which was not local to us, so it was years later when I actually saw that poor girl again. She had been reinstated by then but I don't know what sort of life she had or if she found happiness. Things like that tend to haunt you, don't they .
My second memory is having to shun a friend who was disfellowshipped for smoking. I saw him at a congregation wedding (I think the bride was his sister) and he was just standing outside the entrance to the KH being shunned by everyone. I had to admire his nerve as he just calmly lit up and stood there smoking and staring at everyone going past him with their noses in the air. I tried to pretend I hadn't seen him but I was extremely uncomfortable and felt how evil and wrong it was to treat someone like that.
I vowed I would never treat anyone like that again whoever was watching me, and the next time me and hubby bumped into a disfellowshipped brother in a pub we both went out of our way to go up to him and say how lovely it was to see him and asked him how he was. We spent a couple of happy hours chatting and catching up with each others' news. He told us he had met a lovely woman who he had settled down with and was making a new life for himself. I am so glad we took the time to be kind to him. Me and hubby were both still active JWs at the time, and it felt absolutely great!