It was November 1965 when, while still in my early twenties, I walked out of the Kingdom Hall of Jehovah’s Witnesses as a disfellowshipped person.
Because I had come to disagree – quite strongly, in fact – with many of the teachings of the Watch Tower Society, I was summoned before a judicial committee to give an explanation for myself. They probed and questioned, and questioned me again. Surely this was all just to cover up some other wrong-doing, some immorality? No, it was not. It was simply what I said it was – my disagreement with Watch Tower teaching.