During the last weekend of July we had our annual Katimivik reunion with myself, Chris and John and their families at my cottage. We did our usual activities - sit on the deck and reminisce, talk, eat great food, drink, swim, walk, have a treasure hunt for the kids, and most of all have fun with each other. This year the reunion weekend fell 25 years (to the day) of our program start date.
Twenty-five years ago, on the first day of Katimavik, we all flew into Kelowna from across Canada, meeting each other and other Katimavictims (as we called oursevles) along the way. The first night was very high energy and we ended up in the garage partying late into the night. (I think we in the garage because there were smokers in the group). This reunion weekend at the cottage 25 years later we are still doing the same thing; the adults wandered up to my parent's garage to smoke (our yearly cigar) away from the kids, and ended up partying there together.
I am looking forward to 25 more years!
