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Our Stories







                                         Dangerous Crossing







                                                        by Sandra Big Canoe



                      t was a summer day on May 30, 1985. My      I started to pray for our safety. Eric yelled at
                      eight-year-old daughter, Donna, and I were   someone to throw out the anchor, but it would
                      coming home from a shopping trip. The       not hold. It seemed like an hour, but it was
                  Iwind had picked up and we were on the          only a few minutes before the terrible storm
                  mainland, getting ready to catch the ferry to   passed. We were all scared and soaking wet,
                  Georgina Island.                                but grateful to have survived.

                  There were about 25 people crowded on the       Most of the community was waiting for us
                  ferry with their groceries. There were babies,   on shore as we neared the island dock. Every
                  school children, seniors, and adults. We even   family on the island had a member on the
                  had a mattress being held steady by some of     boat that day. What a near tragedy! Later
                  the men on the back of the boat!                on, we discovered that a tornado had hit the
                                                                  town of Barrie, and had passed right by us on
                  We had already started out when the rain
                                                                  Lake Simcoe.
                  began. Thunder started to rumble in the sky.
                  Eric Charles, the boat driver, thought we could   Sometimes it takes a close call like this to
                  beat the storm, but we got caught right smack   make you realize how precious our home and
                  in the middle of it. It was blowing so hard that   community is to us.
                  Eric could not steer the ferryboat. Everyone
                  was scared. I was fearful for my daughter, who
                  was so little. I put a life preserver on her.
                  The rain was so heavy, we could not see two
                  feet in front of us. The boat was rolling from
                  side to side and I thought we would tip over
                  and drown.










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