Opinion, by Pia Granjon Lecerf
RIO DE JANEIRO, BRAZIL - One funny story that I guess can be shared with people who have been living in different places: On this day, my child is talking to me about something that he remembers and he clearly really wants to share his memory with me. My neurons are connected to the complex driving around the Clube do Flamingo at 6PM on this Friday evening.
I finally realize my boy is talking to me . . .