One of huge pile of photos of my father's we had never seen before. My sister found them amongst a lot of his military and school documents. I was stunned to see this, one of a number taken dockside in Bombay in 1939 when my father and grandfather sailed for the US to enroll Dad at MIT. The woman in the middle, clutching a handkerchief is Dad's mother. I don't know who is reaching for her, another relative, I expect. The little girl to the right is Dad's sister, Mehru. My father returned for only for a brief visit in 1949, and we returned in 1968 for a month. She visited him in Boston once and in Canada once. She spent the rest of her life begging him to give up his life in Canada and come back to India. View full size.
One of huge pile of photos of my father's we had never seen before. My sister found them amongst a lot of his military and school documents. I was stunned to see this, one of a number taken dockside in Bombay in 1939 when my father and grandfather sailed for the US to enroll Dad at MIT. The woman in the middle, clutching a handkerchief is Dad's mother. I don't know who is reaching for her, another relative, I expect. The little girl to the right is Dad's sister, Mehru. My father returned for only for a brief visit in 1949, and we returned in 1968 for a month. She visited him in Boston once and in Canada once. She spent the rest of her life begging him to give up his life in Canada and come back to India. | Click image for Comments. | Home | Browse All Photos