Katimavik

The orange coloured circle was the first thing I acquainted with Katimavik. We were told to stick it on our backpacks as a way to identify other members in airports on the way to Fort Frances.

I met Janet on the plane whose warm hand touched me deeply upon contact as she switched seats to sit beside me. The rest is history.

Kudos to Facebook for bringing us all in part together again in this group Mario created. I have found on Facebook many friends thought lost, former Foster family members and now faces that I have long wanted to see after I lost my precious Katimavik photo album thirty years ago.

Some do, some don't, some will, some won't: we did, Katimavik 80-81'.