When I graduated from high school (1970) my Mum gave me a plane ticket to the UK as a gift for graduating with honors. I stayed for two weeks in Liverpool with my mom's uncle Jim Robertson.

I previously posted an thread on him. Here's a photo of him in northwest India in the 30s that he gave me. On the back he wrote;

“Waiting & facing a picket down the hills. We use our guns to put them up and bring them down. You will notice me standing in the centre with my back against the rocks and glasses around my neck. Jim”