3rd generation JW on father's side, 4th on mother's. Back in the day, played piano or clarinet at assembly orchestras, served as pioneer, MS, Elder until a family tragedy opened my eyes to the troof about the truth. With the exception of a funeral talk for my father (bethelite, missionary just after WWII), the last time I set foot in a KH was memorial of 2000. Enjoying new life of freedom and ability to think without a manmade organization telling me how to do it. As my lovely wife says, "The good news is that we are not dying at Armageddon - the bad news is that we are not living forever in Paradise"