The most presents we ever got, was from the worldly side. I felt guilty but glad to get them. I knew my mother's mom the best. My father's side was like a gypsy's family - always a little crazy and dangerous but we did get to see them on and off thru the years.
But, because of my dad saving my brother from the JW religion, he is actually like a distant relative. We had little contact with him since he was living a real life and acquiring friends so now, it's difficult to have a lot interaction in his life.
Everyone outside of the bubble of JWdom always had that feeling of "okay they may be nice, but I shouldn't get to close to them"