FORTY YEARS may seem like a distant past, but for a people often accused of having short memories, it is not too far back to recall that fateful Sunday afternoon of August 21, 1983. I was just a nine-year-old Grade 5 student then. On that day, Manila and the rest of the country, including Iloilo, adorned themselves with yellow ribbons, a tangible expression of the anticipation that gripped the nation.
