 Of course, there's the family that eventually help us relocate and rehabilitate us. And these are friends of my dad's from grad school, from college, who are Hindu. And then there is my school teacher, who's my history teacher, and she's also Hindu. She also happens to be the wife of a cop who's serving at the time during the pogrom. And she calls us up one night while we're in lockdown and have very little food left. And she simply says, are you OK? Do you need vegetables? Can I send milk?