I remember it as yesterday’s events, the time a Russian Bomber flew over our house in 1981. It was in the days of the Cold War, a time of fear for Russians in the West. Nuclear war heads were aimed at the West in the CCCP, American nuclear rockets were aimed back in places in the West. Threats to use them were being made by both.
As children we were taught at school and told by parents that the Russians were an evil lot and that they would not hesitate to use nuclear weapons to take over the world. And, as we were children, we believed them.