RIO DE JANEIRO, BRAZIL - (Opinion) You remember critically important moments from your childhood even if you didn't fully understand what was going on at the time.
I was only seven years old on the evening of December 7, 1941, when the radio comedy the whole family was listening to was interrupted by the news that the US naval base at Pearl Harbor had been devastatingly attacked by the Japanese and the second world war had instantly expanded.
Talk about mood changes; I remember most clearly how my parents' whole demeanor changed and became darker and more fragile even after . . .