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Lakshmi, I remember those times — I was a little girl in 1940, and a bigger girl some 40 years ago. The photos of India look so familiar, and with the very round spectacles of your grandmother (and in photos of Mahatma Gandhi also) so reminiscent of photos of that time frame. My late long-time boarder in my Issaquah home some time ago would remember those times with eloquence in long talks back then, telling about his life with the Indian Army. Peter was a VIP in a lot of lives, including in and around his work in India. My late cousin, Louise Ouwerkerk, was a co-worker with Peter for years.

I love the sense of family you express in this story.

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