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AMBASSADOR COLLEGE
PASADENA, CALIFORNIA
HERBERT W. ARMSTRONG, Chairman
Publisher of The PLAIN TRUTH Magazine
EXTENSION DEPARTMENT
An educational service at all levels
for all people worldwide
March 26, 1972
Dear Inner Family of Co-Workers:
I am writing while our plane is being refueled at Teheran,
Iran (which is Persia). We are en route from Colombo, Ceylon, to
Israel. Now our engines are starting up. I will have to fold my
typewriter back up into its place until we are airborne.
In Ceylon, while we were on their very super-powerful
radio station for two years -- now several years ago -- (but our
visit here may result in getting back on) I had an interesting
meeting with the Prime Minister, in the living room of her official
residence, Friday afternoon. Last night (Saturday night) my
daughter and I, with Mr. and Mrs. Rader and Mr. Gotoh, were guests
at dinner at "Queen's House," residence of the Governor General.
It is really a palace -- quite huge for a private residence. It
was built over 400 years ago by the Dutch, when they were in
control of Ceylon, before it came into British hands. Ceylon is
now independent, but a member of the British Commonwealth. The
Governor General is appointed by Queen Elizabeth of England.
We had been invited to Ceylon by the Prime Minister, Mrs.
Sirimavo Bandaranaike, through the Ceylon High Commissioner (same
level as Ambassador) to India, at New Delhi. The High Commissioner
accompanied us on our plane to Colombo. I will give you a report
of the meeting with the Prime Minister in the Personal article in
the May PLAIN TRUTH. I just thought in this more personal and
confidential letter to our own inner family of Co-Workers you might
enjoy some of the more personal highlights.
At the dinner at "Queen's House" last night besides our
party, were the Governor General and his wife, his Chief Aide and
wife, and the High Commissioner of Ceylon from New Delhi.
This morning, we brought the High Commissioner with us
as far as Bombay, where he caught a commercial flight back to New
Delhi. We have had to make the one fuel stop between Bombay and
Israel, at Teheran. While we were on the ground at Bombay, one
of our Indian Co-Workers who is a mechanic with Indian Airlines,
recognized our plane, and came aboard for a few minutes' visit.
I have met him two or three times before. His daughter graduated
from Ambassador College, English campus, and until her marriage
was also a faculty member.
Earlier, at New Dalhi, I had another visit with President