Hanging around Labrador City when I was young (back before dirt) wasn't in the cards for me. Hell, I don't even like cards! Like everyone I had fears for survival outside the comfort of home, but I had another fear, the fear of staying and never knowing 'what if'. I was hanging around in the Pit, the park, the ski lodge and any other places that our crowd hung out...to what they nowdays call 'Chill'. But I felt I needed more.
Over time I became aware that I was restless, I wanted to go places, see things and fill my days with excitement and adventure. Thus the decision made, there was still the pesky problem of how and when? In those days there was no 'Freedom Road', only planes and trains so months would go by before the chain of events that led to the hangover in Toronto!