Varland Story - Chapter 30 - Jody

Whatever shall I do with that boy of mine? I suppose I should have left my prototype at the lab, but I couldn't resist bringing it home to tweak it a bit.

Now he's gone and swiped it and tried to zap the Grim Reaper!

And then challenged him to a boxing match.  This cannot end well.

He's still devoid of any sort of career ambition.

 

Jeri is still very much in evidence.

 



 

Though he doesn't seem sure of what to do about her.

 

 

I didn't have any good advice for him.

 

So I sent him to his father for a man-to-man chat.
 

Which seems to have helped.

Meanwhile, Absalon's music is improving.

His little girl is adorable.

 

As for her mother, the less said, the better, I suppose.
 



 





Varland Story - Chapter 29 - Grimmy

It's seldom, nearly unprecedented, that a Sim makes a difference in the lot of a Grim. Nonetheless, this Sim has made a great deal of difference to Sims and Grims alike.

Let me explain. Grims have always had more bargaining power than Sims.  While our trade union hung in, albeit by a thread, the disaster rolled Sims' labour conditions back to the 18th century.  

 

This Sim's provocative series of essays ignited a collective effervescence that's brought Sunset Valley back into the 19th century.  This progress for Sims put teeth back in the brotherhood of Grims; we now have health care, profit sharing and a retirement benefit.  Sims have a court ruling that unions have the right to exist.

 

Her favourite quote was "Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity". Although she knows only the tip of the iceberg of her achievements, I can take her unashamed.

 

She was the kindest-hearted, quickest-witted, clearest-eyed, most courageous journalist I have ever had the honour and the good fortune to know.  My hat is off to you, Sonja Baughman Varland.