Over a period of about ten years, I became involved in deep discussions with three different groups of Jehovah’s Witnesses. I found considerable changes in the story that each group told me even though all claimed that their beliefs never varied in the slightest.
Jehovah’s Witnesses knocked at my parents’ door one day while I was there so I answered and had a discussion with them. My paents told me later that from then on, whenever the Witnesses were proselytizing, they would cross the road before passing their house.
I returned to college in my late 30s to learn computers. Most of the class was about half my age. One day one of the youngest asked me what it felt like to know I would be the first to die. I asked the class how many grandparents they still had. I don’t know what the cause was but more than half had no living grandparents and the rest had only one. I had three.
Don’t be silly ….. it’s a Lucy. Don’t you pay attention?