<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544</id><updated>2011-07-28T07:45:35.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rights of Women Challenge</title><subtitle type='html'>The Premise: To start with a single male/female couple and progress through the historial trends of womens' rights, using the female offspring of each generation to push the family forward until we arrive at modern woman.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-5330022652467723911</id><published>2008-05-18T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:19:16.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 5 - The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;25, &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Toboggan   Road&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bluewater,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;UNITED STATES.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear Meadow,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope you don’t mind me writing to you out of the blue like this. I feel like I know you so well. Mum used to talk about you all the time when I was growing up. But I’m getting ahead of myself; you probably don’t even know who I am! My name is Lily Miller Bear. You used to know my mother, Louise Miller.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You must be wondering why Mum stopped writing to you so suddenly. I know she felt guilty about dropping all her old friends. So, when I found your letters to her, I felt compelled to write and explain. Mum always described you as her best friend. I’m sure she would have done this herself but she can’t any more. You see, I’m sorry to tell you Mum passed away some time ago. Let me tell you how it happened.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t think Mum was ever truly happy. We laughed together and had fun but I always had the impression she felt something was missing from her life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%205/snapshot_b3452730_f506c92e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%205/snapshot_b3452730_553c30b3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%205/snapshot_b3452730_f53c3659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Louise and Lily Laughing Together&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mum and Dad would argue a lot. Don’t get me wrong – they loved each other but Dad always wanted to get married and Mum didn’t. I never really understood why Mum clung to her unmarried state but I suppose it was her one rebellion against society. I used to hate it when my parents fought. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%205/snapshot_b3452730_f53c3149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Louise and Aiden Argue&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mum regretted dropping out of University and she gradually dropped all her friends from her younger days. I think Mum also resented her own mother, Grandma Emma. Do you remember my Grandma Emma? When I was little, I was scared of her - she always seemed so strict and aloof.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_53e49413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;"Grandma" Emma &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But now I’m older I can see just how strong and loving my grandmother was. She worked hard to bring up my mother on her own. I remember her telling me how difficult it was during the war years. It seems all the women in my family have had a tough time. Or perhaps we’re all just too damn stubborn and ambitious to accept things the way they are! It all began with my great, great grandma Doris Ford. According to family legend she was a bit ahead of her time and was always encouraging her daughter to be independent. Though I reckon even great great grandma was a bit shocked when her daughter eloped! Oh how I wish I’d known my great grandma Victoria. She must have been quite a character. Not only did she elope but she subsequently separated from her husband. You can imagine how shocking that was in late Victorian times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_7392467b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Great Great Grandma" Doris&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_9392449d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Great Grandma" Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then there was my grandma Emma. Of course you know all about how she lost her husband during the war and brought up Mum on her own. But did you know she was part of the suffragette movement and campaigned for women’s rights? No wonder Mum grew up feeling like she couldn’t live up to Grandma Emma’s expectations.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And so that brings me back to Mum and how she passed away. It was all a horrible accident. At least &lt;i style=""&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; believe it was an accident, others like to gossip and say differently… Anyway, I came home early from school one day to find smoke pouring out of the kitchen window. My first instinct was to find Mum. I knew she had been depressed again and taking a lot of pills. I was afraid she may have fallen asleep and left some food to burn. So I rushed towards the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%205/snapshot_b3452730_553c5846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lily Comes Home from School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I opened the door I was hit by a wall of heat and that was all I remembered for a while. Apparently one of the neighbours saved me. But they were too late to help Mum. She was found curled up on the kitchen floor. There was an investigation into her death and the verdict was accidental suffocation due to smoke inhalation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%205/snapshot_b3452730_753c570f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise is Found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It all happened more than 10 years ago but it still hurts to remember. Dad and I moved soon after we lost Mum. We were both a bit of a mess for a while and wanted to escape all the gossip. Besides, we had no reason to stay in the area. Grandma had died just a few months before Mum and so we had no living family left in Homelands. We travelled for several years. Dad could always find work as a doctor and we were comfortable enough. Slowly, I came to terms with losing Mum though I don’t think Dad ever got over her death. We ended up in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;United   States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and I like it here. This is a country of possibilities and new beginnings. I think my grandma and great grandma would have liked &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So that is our story. I hope you can forgive Mum for not staying in touch. I think she was unhappy and found it hard to see her old friends from University. If you feel like writing, I would love to hear from you and I would especially like to hear all about Mum’s younger years. My address is at the top the letter. I am living in a place called Bluewater and I am happy here. I graduated from University last year but have no great ambitions other than raising a large and happy family. Which is ironic given that my female ancestors fought so hard for women’s rights. I hope they all approve of my decisions in life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you for sparing the time to read this letter.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With love from,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lily Miller Bear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is the end of my Rights of Women challenge. I have moved Lily to a new Bluewater neighbourhood where she is the founder of a new challenge. I apologise for the long delay between the previous update and this final chapter. I have no excuses except for the fact that sometimes Real Life takes priority over my Sims' lives! I thoroughly enjoyed this challenge and found it interesting, especially in the first couple of generations where the restrictions forced me to play my sims quite differently. Thank you all for coming by and I hope you enjoyed reading this blog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-5330022652467723911?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5330022652467723911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=5330022652467723911' title='53 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/5330022652467723911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/5330022652467723911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2008/05/generation-5-end.html' title='Generation 5 - The End'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%205/th_snapshot_b3452730_f506c92e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>53</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-1553424710725038713</id><published>2007-09-26T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:01:16.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 4 - Coming Home</title><content type='html'>The story is now told through Louise’s letters to her friend Meadow Thayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Meadow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_53f036ad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise Arrives Home with Aiden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was terrified about coming home. I mean how am I going to explain to Mum about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know what&lt;/span&gt;? But so far it's been fine. Mum is happy to have me home and she accepted Aiden without too many questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_33f03454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise Hugs her Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But it’s only a matter of time before I begin to show. Then what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a call when you get back from Uni. I really miss you and I need someone to talk to before Mum drives me crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and kisses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Meadow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mum knows everything now. And you’ll never believe it - she’s kicking me out of the house! I guess it didn’t help that Mum found Aiden and I in bed together. Well, it was Mum’s bed to be precise. Which I suppose only made things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_b3f0371a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise and Aiden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other surprising thing is how Aiden behaved when we told Mum our news. But let me start from the beginning. First, I spoke to Mum on my own. I waited until she was in a good mood and asked if I could have a chat. I was praying she’d be happy about being a grandmother and would overlook my unmarried state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_d3f03474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise Talks to Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But Mum is obviously far more old-fashioned than I thought. She said she wouldn’t harbour an unmarried mother under her roof. I mean it’s the sixties for Christ’s sake not the twenties! Can’t a woman make her own choices now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when Aiden heard the row he decided to speak with Mum on my behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_33f037a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiden Speaks with Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really sweet. He said he loved me and would stick by me. He knew we were both young and that’s why we didn’t intend to get married yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_13f037e7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aiden and Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had the biggest shock of all. Aiden said he had changed his mind and wanted to marry me. Can you believe it! Whatever happened to Free Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_73f0382a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was, with my Mum and Aiden both looking at me expectantly. I didn’t know what to do. But I did know I couldn’t have this baby on my own. I begged for more time and Aiden agreed. Mum wasn’t happy though – she can’t understand why I didn’t immediately accept a perfectly good marriage proposal form the man I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I miss you, Meadow. And how I wish I hadn’t got myself into this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and kisses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Meadow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we moved house but not very far! My Grandma left me her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_b3f038bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise and Aiden at Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember my Grandma Victoria? She was so cool. Did you know she eloped with her lover when she was just eighteen? Later she left her husband when she found him cheating. My Mum was just a baby and she never really knew her Dad. Grandma was such a strong woman and she didn’t care about convention. She even found a second love and married him later in life. I wish Grandma was here today, I know she’d understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_d3e48ffe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria and Louise, taken when Louise was a Teen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, back to my news. Aiden has started work and is now a nice, respectable Doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_33f039be.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aiden Looks for Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should be grateful one of us graduated from university and can get a decent job. Though I don’t really blame Uni for kicking me out. Let’s face it - I missed every single lecture in my last couple of semesters! Mind you, I joke now, but don’t make the same mistake I did, Meadow. It’s no fun being married and a mother at 22 when all your friends are enjoying the freedoms of the new decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum visits occasionally. She’s excited about being a Grandma and I think she’s forgiven me for dropping out of university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_93f03a77.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise (pregnant) and Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s still upset about Aiden and I being unmarried. Sometimes, I think she’s such a hypocrite. After all, Mum once campaigned for women's rights. Besides, she met my Dad in University and he was her Professor! Imagine if that happened now – a Professor would lose his job if he hooked up with a student. But I suppose Mum is just disappointed I’m not going to follow in her footsteps and become something big in politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s all my news. I can’t wait to see you at Christmas. I’m getting really big now – I don’t think you will recognise me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and kisses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lousie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BIRTH ANNOUNCEMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE PROUD TO ANNOUNCE THE BIRTH OF OUR DAUGHTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILY MILLER BEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL 3, 1970&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 POUNDS, 3 OUNCES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_b3452730_b3f03e84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise and Baby Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------- *** -------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2008/05/generation-5-end.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-1553424710725038713?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/1553424710725038713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=1553424710725038713' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/1553424710725038713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/1553424710725038713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/09/generation-4-coming-home.html' title='Generation 4 - Coming Home'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/th_snapshot_d3d2ce61_53f036ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-8805269251269547651</id><published>2007-09-09T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T08:06:00.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 3 - Coping Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TELEGRAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DEEPLY REGRET TO INFORM YOU THAT YOUR HUSBAND, LIEUTENANT KOREY BEAR, DIED JANUARY 3RD, 1945 IN THE PERFORMANCE OF HIS DUTY AND SERVICE OF HIS COUNTRY. PLEASE ACCEPT MY HEARTFELT SYMPATHY FOR YOUR LOSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following letter was sent some years after Emma received the telegram informing her of her husband’s death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mummy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a relief to have you safely home after the War in Europe ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_f3d63044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emma and Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to pieces when I received news of Korey’s death. It was so unfair. How could I lose a brother and a husband in two separate wars? But the women’s groups have helped. There are many women who have lost sons, brothers and husbands. I’m not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_b3d2ef0b-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emma Grieves for Korey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I still have Louise, who is growing up rapidly. She’s now a young lady, although I still wonder when she will start behaving like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_53d62dfb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_93d62eb7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise Becomes a Teen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s good for Louise to have more family around her. Her innocent face belies her rebellious nature and I worry about her future. I think she responds well to you and listens to your advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_d3e48ffe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise and Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise will be leaving for University soon. I’ll miss her and it will be lonely at home all on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give my love to Earnest and visit soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Louise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you’ve settled into university life. It was difficult to wave goodbye last week but I’m excited that you’re starting a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_f3e49185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise Leaves for University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some sad news. Grandma passed away in her sleep last night. As you know, it was not unexpected. Since losing Earnest last year, she has been fading fast. I know you had grown close to Grandma and will miss her. The funeral service will be next Saturday and I hope you will be able to come home in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep this short. But don’t forget I love you very much and am always here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Louise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry you couldn’t make it home for Grandma’s funeral. But I understand how busy and exciting your new life must be. You also missed my birthday the other day. Yes, your mother is now officially an old lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_73e49363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_93e4941c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emma Grows Older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw your University in the papers this weekend. There was a special article about this new Rock ‘n Roll Music and the effect it’s having on young people. I even spotted you in some of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/th_snapshot_33f02d26_53f02ff9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/th_snapshot_33f02d26_93f02f70.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/th_snapshot_33f02d26_f3f02e55.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/th_snapshot_33f02d26_f3f02ec8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emma at University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please write soon. I’d love to hear about your studies and your new friends. It’s been a long time since I heard from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Louise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received your note and of course you can come home next week. But I don’t understand why you’re leaving half-way through the semester. However, I expect I will hear all when I see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a safe journey and see you next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/snapshot_d3d2ce61_53f036ad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emma Arrives Home from University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/09/generation-4-coming-home.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-8805269251269547651?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/8805269251269547651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=8805269251269547651' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/8805269251269547651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/8805269251269547651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/09/generation-3-coping-alone.html' title='Generation 3 - Coping Alone'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%204/th_snapshot_d3d2ce61_f3d63044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-958170362596439849</id><published>2007-08-24T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T09:16:59.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 3 - Career and Children</title><content type='html'>1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ENGLAND&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear Mummy,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have wonderful news! Do you remember I told you about my friend who worked in politics? Well, I took the job she mentioned and it was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. Our candidate won his election and I received a special mention for my campaigning efforts. Well, since then I’ve been working tirelessly in the political arena.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_53d2da03-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emma on the Campaign Trail&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And my efforts have finally paid off. Last week, I was elected Mayor of Homelands, the first woman mayor in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;England&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_b3d2dbd1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emma becomes Mayor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now Women’s Rights have truly come a long way. I have so many exciting ideas for our Town and especially for the Rights of Women.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_f3d2dc0f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emma Prepares another Political Speech&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Goodness, I am going on. But before I finish, I want to thank you Mummy for all your support. Without your encouragement, I would never have had the courage to follow my dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please write soon and send my love to Earnest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All my love,&lt;/p&gt;Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;ENGLAND&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear Mummy,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;When are you coming home? You and Earnest have been away for years and there are rumours of War again. Please, I beg you, come home while it’s still safe. Also, there is another reason for you to return home… You’re going to be a Grandma!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_f3d2e125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emma is Pregnant&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pregnancy is difficult, but I remembered great Grandma’s tip and meditation certainly helps me through the bad times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_b3d2e448-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emma Meditates&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, I must go now. I have an appointment at the hospital and Korey is waiting for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope you come home soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All my love,&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Emma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;ENGLAND&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dear Mummy,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was relieved to receive your last letter; it’s been such a long time since we heard from you. I miss you greatly, but of course you can’t travel until Earnest’s condition improves. Besides, now that War has broken out it will be near impossible to travel across &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Europe&lt;/st1:place&gt;. You’re much safer staying where you are.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Now, I am sure you’re itching to hear my family news. Louise is doing well - I can hardly believe she is already 6 months old.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_93d2e5a8-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emma and Louise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, I have some bad news. I did not want to tell you but I’ve been forced to step down as Mayor. As soon as the council heard about my pregnancy, they demanded that I relinquish my position. It would seem that women don’t quite have equal rights with men. At least not once we become mothers. Of course, I argued, but there was little I could do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;And in honour of my new position as mother and housewife, I have updated my look. I know how you hated my twenties bob and so I’m sure you’ll be happy with the results.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_33d2e76e-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emma’s New Look&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;You asked about Korey. Yes – he has been called up and he reports for duty next week. We had thought he would not be drafted due to his age but when his papers arrived, Korey was determined to do his duty by the country. After losing my big brother during the last war, I fear the same will happen to my husband in this new war. Please pray for us both.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I hope Earnest recovers soon. I look forward to your next letter and hearing how life is with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All my Love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Emma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;ENGLAND&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mummy,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Will this War never end? The rationing at home has become impossible. And with so many men away at war, more and more women are returning to work. In fact, I decided it was time to contribute and have joined the Women’s Auxillary Air Force. I work at the nearby air base and my duties are varied. It’s exciting work and I am glad to being doing my part for the war effort.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_53db68ae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emma Leaves for her new Job&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It is difficult for Louise growing up without her father. Korey has only been home once and he’s become a stranger to Louise. It can be lonely at home with just the two of us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_f3d2f009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Emma and Louise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I am also concerned about Lousie’s behaviour - she is growing a little wild. She needs a father’s discipline, or perhaps I am away from home too much. Whatever the problem she is continually getting into trouble and was nearly expelled from her new Private School. I have to stand over her to make sure she completes her homework.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_53d2f1ba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Louise Doing her Homework&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The women of our family have always been strong-willed. But I fear that Louise will one day take things a step too far. But perhaps I worry too much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, that is all my news. Please write soon and give my love to Earnest.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Much Love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Emma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/09/generation-3-coping-alone.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-958170362596439849?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/958170362596439849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=958170362596439849' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/958170362596439849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/958170362596439849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-3-career-and-children.html' title='Generation 3 - Career and Children'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/th_snapshot_d3d2ce61_53d2da03-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-1420683165815815773</id><published>2007-08-18T12:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T13:05:27.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 3 - Goodbye Edward</title><content type='html'>1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mummy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard from Edward? I am worried, the War ended over a month ago and still no word from him. Uncle George arrived home last week but he had no news from Edward. It seems like only yesterday that we said our goodbyes and Edward left for war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_b3452730_b3cf40e8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_b3452730_93cf4296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Edward Leaves for War&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleas write immediately you receive word from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I didn’t tell you about the Professor. I was terribly worried that you wouldn’t approve of my “older man”. Edward kept teasing me; saying you would never understand. You were certainly shocked when I told you about our engagement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_b3452730_93cf4516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Emma tells Victoria about the Professor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sometimes sense Grandmama is watching us with a disapproving eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_b3452730_73cf4464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Emma and Korey are Watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I should have known you would be wonderful once you became used to the idea. And isn’t the Professor a darling? Here’re some pictures from our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_33d2d0e7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Chapter%205/snapshot_d3d2ce61_13d2d036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_33d2d0c8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and Korey Get Married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to your news. I think it's wonderful that you’re following your dream and travelling the world. I am so excited for you and Earnest. You must faithfully promise to write every month and I will do the same. I know your itinerary and so I can always send my letters to your next lodging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_b3452730_b3d0d45d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Victoria and Earnest Depart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well I must finish here. I have a political meeting to attend and Emmeline Pankhurst is visiting as guest speaker. Now the War is over we’re all working hard to ensure renewed commitment to the Women’s Vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TELEGRAM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DEEPLY REGRET TO INFORM YOU THAT YOUR SON, CORPORAL EDWARD GEORGE ROSELAND, DIED AUGUST 1, 1918 OF WOUNDS RECEIVED IN ACTION AT REIMS, IN THE PERFORMANCE OF HIS DUTY AND SERVICE OF HIS COUNTRY. PLEASE ACCEPT MY HEARTFELT SYMPATHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, New Court,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mummy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your last letter. Italy sounds fascinating, I long to visit Venice and Rome and see all the sites you describe. I am glad you and Earnest have resumed your travels. It has been more than 10 years since Edward left us and he would wish us all to go on with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me tell you our news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_d3d2d948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Emma Writes Her Letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I’m sure you’ve read in the newspapers, it has been a special month back home. Women finally have equal voting rights with men! It is a wonderful achievement but also an anticlimax. The women’s suffrage movement gave me a reason to campaign. Now we’ve achieved our aims, what to do? Korey is pressing me to have children and I won't deny my body clock is ticking. But somehow I feel I have missed out on a glittering career. I remember when I was a little girl, how you used to talk about your dreams of being a Great Scientist. Then when I won my place at university, you were so proud of me. And what have I made of myself? Assistant teacher and ex-political campaigner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, Mummy. I don’t mean to go on. Korey and I am happy, I love my job and we have a beautiful new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/snapshot_d3d2ce61_53d373e9-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Emma’s House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, one of my suffragette friends has asked me to help her campaign for a new prospective Member of Parliament. She says I have a gift for speaking and would be a great asset to his campaign. Perhaps I will accept the job, I am sure I would enjoy the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give my love to Earnest and write soon. I look forward to hearing all about your latest travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-3-career-and-children.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Acknowledgements: Thank you Jen for &lt;a href="http://jenba.net/sims2/?p=305"&gt;The Gladstone&lt;/a&gt; Emma's new home.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Histroical Note: In 1928, the voting age for women in the United Kingdom was lowered to 21 to place women voters on an equal footing with male voters.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-1420683165815815773?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/1420683165815815773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=1420683165815815773' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/1420683165815815773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/1420683165815815773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-3-goodbye-edward.html' title='Generation 3 - Goodbye Edward'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%203/th_snapshot_b3452730_b3cf40e8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-5021790429581074723</id><published>2007-08-15T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T12:36:41.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 2 - Second Love</title><content type='html'>1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Emma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful to receive your last letter. I am so proud of you for winning a place at University. Who would believe that a girl in our family would study at one of the finest academic establishments in England? Oh I must not go on, please forgive your doting mother. I am simply very happy for you and hope that you achieve all your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_53cf0cc3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Victoria Writing her Letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what is this I hear about your joining a women’s suffrage group? Yes, Edward has written and told me all. Now don’t be angry with your brother. He is only concerned about your safety. I promise not to interfere with your actions. As you know I sympathise with the suffragettes and share many of their views. It is just that I do not agree with some of their methods. Apparently Emmeline Pankhurst has been imprisoned again. I would hate for you to end up in a similar situation. So, please be careful. Enough, I will not say another word on the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to hear you have met a nice young man. Why do you tell me so little about him? I would love to meet him and hope you bring him home when you next visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_13cef123_b3cef155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Emma and Her Professor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please write again soon and tell me all about your new friends and studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Emma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been worried about you. I haven’t received a letter for several months and you know how Edward never writes. Is all well with you? Please write and tell me all your news. I am especially eager to hear more about your young man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_13cef123_73cef14f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Emma and her Professor Become Closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little is happening at home. Everyone is talking about the possibility of War. I fear for your Uncle George who is now in London and waiting for his next posting. When he last called he told me that war is certain. It is just a matter of time. I am glad that you and Edward are both safe at University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to your next letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest George,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this letter reaches you before you leave for Africa. I am writing to beg a favour of you. Edward is talking about leaving University and joining the armed forces. Please would you speak with him before you leave? I know Edward will listen to you. All I ask is for him to finish his studies. If he then chooses to join the War then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well at home. Earnest is a regular visitor and I sometimes struggle to keep him at arm’s length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_93cf0eba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_b3cf0f94.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_53cf102e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Victoria and Earnest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray you may return safely from the troubles in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear George,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you with all my heart for persuading Edward to stay at University. It was wonderful to see both my children graduate and Edward was delighted when you appeared for the ceremony. Although I regret you were injured in Africa, I am thankful it allowed our family some precious moments together. I am sending you some pictures from the graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_13cef123_d3cef8cf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_13cef123_13cef8c7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_13cef123_93cef9df.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_13cef123_53cef934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Emma and Edward Graduate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and Edward are now back home. However, my worst fear has been realised; Edward has joined the army and leaves for training in one week’s time. So many sons and husbands have already been lost in this dreadful War. I can only pray that Edward will return home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have further news for you. It is good news but I have saved it for last as I am not sure how you will react. As you know, Cyd was one of the many to fall during the Battle of the Somme. I can not say that I miss him but am sad that he and the children were never reconciled. Nevertheless, Cyd’s death freed me to follow my heart and the day before my 60th Birthday Earnest and I were married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_53cf1e87_13cf2ba0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Edward Plays the Piano at the Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_53cf1e87_73cf2c59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_53cf1e87_13cf2c4b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Vows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_53cf1e87_f3cf2d9a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Guests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_53cf1e87_33cf2d2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Victoria and Earnest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_53cf1e87_33cf2bd8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Emma Congratulates her Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry you could not join us on our special day. This miserable War has torn apart too many families and I continue to pray for your safe return home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Loving Sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Some historical notes&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen Victoria died in 1901 and was succeeded by Edward VII. However, I have jumped the Edwardian period and moved forward in time to the reign of King George V (1910 - 1936).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World War I, also known as the Great War, occurred between 1914 and 1918. Early fighting took place in Africa bewen the various colonies. Later, many significant battles took place in Somme in France. The largest battle of all was "The Battle of The Somme", which happened in 1916 and saw more than 1 million casualties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next chapters will be set in the 1920s and 1930s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-3-goodbye-edward.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-5021790429581074723?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/5021790429581074723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=5021790429581074723' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/5021790429581074723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/5021790429581074723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-2-second-love.html' title='Generation 2 - Second Love'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-3200088276273151759</id><published>2007-08-08T01:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T06:45:34.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 2 - Farewells</title><content type='html'>1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dearest Brother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot begin to tell you how much we all enjoyed your recent visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_13c5be2f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria greets George&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children haven’t stopped talking about their Uncle George. I am sending you some pictures of Emma’s birthday so that you can see how happy you made her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_73c5c02a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_73c5bfe1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_33c5bfcf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emma’s Birthday (George in the background)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_73c5c562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emma and Uncle George&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you you could have stayed longer. Much has happened since you left and I sorely need your advice. Do you remember the Merchant boys? Well, Poppa has taken to inviting them for dinner again. And one guest in particular has been lingering after everyone else has retired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_73c5c963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_73c612ce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria and Earnest Merchant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself enjoying Earnest’s company far more than I did as a girl. He is gentle and charming, nothing at all like Cyd. The strangest thing of all is that Poppa seems to be encouraging our friendship. This is so odd since he never allowed Mama to have male friends. Oh George, it’s all very confusing. Just a short time ago I was living with my husband and bringing up 2 small children. Now I am back in my childhood home entertaining strange men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please write soon. I miss you and look forward to your next visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dear sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest George,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your last letter - I love to hear your tales of India. It all sounds terribly exciting and I long to See The World as you do. Mind you life has been more than a little exciting here in Homelands. Do you remember Earnest? I told you all about him in my last letter. Well things have developed between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_13c6124f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria and Earnest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I know, George. I am technically a married woman and my behaviour is disgraceful! But he is warm, kind and understanding. I have been enjoying his company immensely. Then just a short time ago, he asked to see me in the parlour. Poor Earnest, he looked rather nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_73c6133a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Earnest Speaks with Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, without any warning, Earnest declared his love for me and asked for my hand in marriage! It was dreadfully sweet, nothing like Cyd’s whirlwind romance and proposal. But, yes, there was one small problem. I was still a married woman. What was I to do? Earnest was offering me a second chance in life - an opportunity to once again be mistress of my own home. And I think I was rather beginning to fall in love with him. But first I had to deal with Cyd…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_93c5b58f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria Greets Cyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted no time and asked Cyd for a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_13c5b5ba.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cyd is Angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did not take it at all well. Cyd reminded me that divorce was a man’s decision and he wasn’t minded to divorce me. Can you believe it?! I was seething with anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_f3c5b5d4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Victoria and Cyd&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;How could he refuse me a divorce? Cyd was the one who cheated on me. But that is a woman’s lot. And so my situation is unchanged. I am tied to Cyd “until death do us part” even though he will not live with me and spares little time for his children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, dear Earnest is a comfort to me. He faithfully visits each day and says he will wait for me as long as necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_73c5c90d.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Earnest Visits for Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I must end here. Mama is unwell and I hear her calling. I will write again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest George,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sad time. I am sorry your last visit was so fleeting. We had little time together, I was too taken up with the funeral arrangements. Although it grieves me, I am glad Mama and Poppa passed away within days of each other. I can't imagine how either would have lived without the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them both greatly, I even miss Poppa’s strictness. I visit their gravesides weekly and tell them all about our day to day lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_33c621b5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria Visits her Parents’ Graves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But amidst our grief I have some good news. Edward and Emma have been accepted into University! I am very proud, especially of Emma, who will be one of just 2 girls in her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was difficult saying goodbye to the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_93c622dc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria and Edward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_73c622b6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria and Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the time soon came for them both to leave. The house is quiet now, with Mama, Poppa, and the children gone. My life seems quite empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dear sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-2-second-love.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-3200088276273151759?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3200088276273151759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=3200088276273151759' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/3200088276273151759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/3200088276273151759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-2-farewells.html' title='Generation 2 - Farewells'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-4278610732836518657</id><published>2007-07-16T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T13:52:57.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 2 - Separation</title><content type='html'>1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest George,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is a disaster! As you can see, I am writing this from Victoria Street. Yes, I have moved back home with Mama and Poppa. Your stupid sister has totally ruined her life. But let me tell it from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was good, if a little dull. My world revolved around Edward and Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_73a3569c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria and Edward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_53a357fd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria and Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was even considering studying again. There is a local Women’s college and I was interested in their Botany course. However, Cyd disapproved and declared that married women should not study. I swear he was becoming more and more like father. When I first met Cyd he was so carefree and accepting. I thought he loved me for who I was. But now he refused to acknowledge that I may have an understanding of Scientific Matters. So, foolish woman that I am, I gave up my college application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Cyd was seeking the company of Anne Parsons. Do you remember Mrs Parsons? Mama was very friendly with her but Poppa disapproved and said that she was a bit “racy”. Anyway, Anne Parsons was always visiting. She even celebrated Edward’s birthday with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_b3a35915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cyd greets Anne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_93a35bff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edward Grows Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I didn’t suspect anything. Anne is Mama’s age (even if she doesn't look it) and she acted very pleasantly towards me. But then one day, I returned home to discover Cyd and Anne in a compromising position…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_b3a35cba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;Cyd and Anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was devastated and acted on instinct.. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_73a35e69.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_f3a35e46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_33a35e4e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria Reacts to Cyd’s Infidelity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the worst possible thing happened. Edward walked in and saw everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_33a35ce6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edward is Devastated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor boy, he won’t he even speak to his father now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know what to do. How was I going to face Mama and Poppa? They still didn’t like Cyd and Poppa hadn’t forgiven me for eloping in the first place. So, I begged Cyd to forget Anne and return to his family. I was unhappy but I couldn’t face the shame of a separation. But that dreadful woman had her claws into Cyd. He said that he was sorry but he didn’t love me anymore. Just like that! And so I packed my bags and moved back home with the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_53a36210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;Victoria and Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama and Poppa have been surprisingly understanding. I can tell that Poppa is embarrassed by my separation but he is putting on a brave face and is being very kind to me. Perhaps his grandchildren have softened his heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all my news. Please, please come home soon. Your sister needs you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-2-farewells.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-4278610732836518657?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/4278610732836518657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=4278610732836518657' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/4278610732836518657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/4278610732836518657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/07/generation-2-separation.html' title='Generation 2 - Separation'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/th_snapshot_f34520ce_73a3569c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-3510518462963464236</id><published>2007-07-02T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:31:33.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 2 - Families</title><content type='html'>1, Hyacinth Avenue,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was elated when Cyd first told me about your visit. But what happened? Why did you argue? Cyd won't talk about it and he now refuses to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_d3924585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_b3924597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_b39245bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cyd Upsets Doris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Cyd can be a little hot-headed but please don't let this disagreement stand in the way of you and your grandson. Edward has green eyes just like his Grandma - I simply know you will love him the moment you see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_b39242c0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria with baby Edward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also need your help and advice, Mama. Motherhood is tiring and with a second baby on the way I need someone to talk to. Cyd is useless, he does nothing but read books all day. He doesn't seem to realise that I would like to relax occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_b3923c58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cyd at his Favorite Occupation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss my job which I gave up the moment I became pregnant. If only women could work and bring up a family. My new life is a continual round of diaper changes and bottle feeds. Is this all a woman can hope for in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_b3924484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria feeds Edward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope that you will visit again soon, Mama. I long to talk to you and share my new experiences of motherhood with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and Poppa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1, Hyacinth Avenue,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I can ever thank you enough?! The day you visited was the happiest day of my life. It means so much to know that you are there for us and that the children will grow up to know their grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_b3924802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria and Doris Reunited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward adores you and it is such a relief to have some time to myself while you care for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_b3924699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_1392466f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_139246a5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_d3924649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_73924841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doris Cares for her Grandson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I understand that you are still furious with Cyd and the way he treated you. But I am grateful that we can put our disagreements behind us for the sake of George and his new baby sister, Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_539240ee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Perhaps next time, Poppa will accompany you? Do you think he will soon forgive me for eloping with Cyd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take my leave of you now but very much look forward to your next visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving daugter,&lt;br /&gt;Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1, Hyacinth Avenue,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear, crazy, twin brother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on yet another promotion. And a medal of honour! But when are you going to come home and visit your family? You have a tiny nephew and niece who long to meet their Uncle George, the war hero! Seriously, George, please come home soon. I miss you. Life is so dull without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama and Cyd are still rowing about goodness knows what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_339245ce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doris and Cyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And Cyd's filthy dog is nothing but trouble. I hate that dog! I have to clean his smelly kennel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_d3923ec9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria cleans the Kennel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And he's always getting into fights with the oddest looking strays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_f3923dc5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biting off a little too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems that I'm the only sane person in this house. The dog watches over baby Emma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_d392475b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guarding the Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And even Edward adores the smelly beast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_b3924d5f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edward and Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="left"&gt;Married life just isn't all that I expected. At first, I was so in love with Cyd that I thought about him all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_938918a7-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_938919e5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria thinks about Cyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But then the children came along and I had to give up work. I care for the little ones while Cyd spends most of his time using our latest acquisition - the telephone. It is a marvellous invention but Cyd seems to spend all his time chatting to people from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_f3923fd0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_93923fa8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyd on the Telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And when I come within hearing distance he slams down the receiver and will not tell me who he was talking to. I wish I knew why he was so obsessed with the contraption, I can't imagine who he is talking to or what it is about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_f392400e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cyd on the Telephone Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, George, please write soon and tell me all about your adventures in the Army. Anything to cheer up my dreary life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lonely sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/07/generation-2-separation.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-3510518462963464236?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/3510518462963464236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=3510518462963464236' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/3510518462963464236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/3510518462963464236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/07/generation-2-families.html' title='Generation 2 - Families'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/Row%20Generation%202/th_snapshot_f34520ce_938918a7-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-18878942693091302</id><published>2007-06-23T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T13:18:00.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 2 - Elopement</title><content type='html'>[Author's note: The story is now told through the letter's of Victoria].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Hyacinth Avenue,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, please forgive me. You cannot hate me for following my heart. I miss you and Poppa and even the boys are ignoring my letters. Please write back and tell me that you forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you not notice that something had changed before I left home? I sat for hours in the parlour agonising over my decision to elope with Cyd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_b36dbbeb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria Thinks Before Eloping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was growing up. My body was changing and so were my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_f376a789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_f376a79d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria Growing Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Poppa was determined that I should marry one of the Merchant boys. Yet how could I? They are all much older than me and so stiff and formal.  Cyd is quite different. He is good and kind and not at all the monster you think him. I love him, Mama, and I did what I had to so that we could be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you find it in your heart to forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your wayward daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Hyacinth Avenue,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear George,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect that you have already heard my News from the family? Yes, your twin sister is in Big Trouble this time! But please listen to my side of the story before you form any judgement. It all started when a school friend introduced me to a mysterious Gypsy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_b376adfd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria and The Gypsy Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Gypsy promised that if I crossed her palm with silver then I would find love. Well, how could I resist? The Merchant boys were so tiresome and I was desparate to meet someone new. So, that was how I first met Cyd Roseland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_b376ae65.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria meets Cyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cyd was different to the men that Poppa brought home. Cyd works in the Science Field and he treats me as an equal. Yet, he is also romantic and fun and exciting. However, I knew Poppa would never accept Cyd. Poppa had his heart set on my marrying a wealthy Lawyer or other Professional. Luckily, Mama and Poppa seemed to be enjoying their own second honeymoon period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_b3452730_736db6d0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doris and Harold in Love Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, I took advantage of their distraction to elope with Cyd. Oh George, I can't tell you how exciting it was! I left home in the early hours of the morning and Cyd met me at the end of Victoria Street. He had booked tickets to Scotland and we spent the most romantic weekend away together. The day he asked me to marry him was the happiest day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_13891907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cyd proposes to Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have now returned to Homelands and moved into a sweet house not far from Victoria Street. I hope that Momma will forgive me one day and will come and visit. The only troublesome thing about my new life is Cyd's dog. He worships the smelly creature almost as much as he worships me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_33891974.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cyd and His Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what about your news? Are you still distinguishing yourself in the Crimea? Do you remember when we were young and we used to dream about a life of adventure? I miss you, George, and wish you were here to share adventures with and laugh about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Hyacinth Avenue,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand your continued silence, although I find it hard to accept. I would not be writing to you except that I have important news. You are going to be a Grandma. Yes, Mama, I am pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Row%20Generation%202/snapshot_f34520ce_f3891f4c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria is Pregnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will you not visit now? If not for my sake then for the sake of your first grandchild?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your patient daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/07/generation-2-families.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-18878942693091302?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/18878942693091302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=18878942693091302' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/18878942693091302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/18878942693091302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/06/generation-2-elopement.html' title='Generation 2 - Elopement'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-4729955821611936540</id><published>2007-06-02T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T03:47:11.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 1 - Finding a Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this letter finds you happy and well. You gave us all such a fright with your last illness and I pray for your good health. Now I must tell you all my Family News. The children are growing up quickly. The twins are the best of friends and sometimes a little boisterous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_f352287f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;George Playing in the Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_d35b4121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_f35b4110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;George and Victoria Playing as Teens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I worry that Victoria is influenced by her brothers and is not learning lady like manners. Yet it warms my heart to see how close George and Victoria are. George is playful but protective towards his twin sister and I am certain that he will always look out for her after Harold and I have gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sorry that you could not join our party to the Great Exhibition. It was quite fascinating and Victoria especially took a great interest in the Scientific Exhibits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Chapter%205/snapshot_b3452730_535b9ec8.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria Tries the Money Machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Chapter%205/snapshot_b3452730_735b9f0c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;George is Energized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Chapter%205/snapshot_b3452730_d35b9e12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harold Examines a Weather Machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Victoria begged her father to acquire one of the machines for our home. However, Harold was quite shocked and admonished Victoria for her improper interest in Scientific Matters. Of couse, Harold is correct. But Mama, I wish you could have seen some of the Machines on display. The Exhibition was magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must finish here, dear Mama. We are expecting the Merchant boys for dinner and I must begin preparations. Please write soon and give my love to Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****** / ******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't the Great Exhibition wonderful? All those amazing machines. I only wish that we could have taken some of them home. Just imagine how much easier life would be with one of those Energizers. Perhaps our children will grow up to benefit from all of these new inventions? Although, I was ever so embarrassed when the twins became a little too playful in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//Chapter%205/snapshot_b3452730_135b9fa7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;George and Victoria Earn a Disapproving Glare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I suppose times are changing and young people behave quite differently to the way we were bought up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I must tell you more about the Merchant boys. As you know Harold and I find them quite enchanting, if a little unconventional. Just a few months ago, one of the boys fell asleep at the Dinner Table. Well, I had no idea what to do and so at Harold's urging I left him to sleep. And would you believe it - he was still fast asleep at breakfast time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_d358f7e5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;George Merchant Sleeps after Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_b358f94c-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Following Morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_1358f9a4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;George Wakes and Finishes his Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was dreadfully amusing. Although I think Harold was a little taken aback and he now views George Merchant in a less favorable light. I am certain that he hopes to marry Victoria to one of the Merchant boys. He insists that it is our duty to find Victoria a good husband. Unfortunately, Victoria does not show the slightest interest in finding a husband. She says that it is now quite acceptable for a young girl to take a job and choose her own husband. Her father is furious and refused to speak to Victoria for two days. Oh how I wish that Harold wasn't quite so old fashioned. And the Merchants are such charming and handsome young men. If only Victoria would fall in love with one of them and then the whole problem would be resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, I think that is enough musings from me. Please write soon and tell me all your news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Dear Sister,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Doris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****** / ******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep this letter brief as I have much to do. However, I simply must share my news with you. Victoria and George are both preparing to fly the nest. I am saddened yet so proud of them both. George is to join the army. He leaves immediately for the Black Sea - they say that war is brewing in the Crimea. For a long time, Victoria insisted that she would follow him. She was determined to become a nurse, just like Florence Nightingale. I know that Miss Nightingale is very brave and comes from a most respectable family. But I confess that I sided with Harold when he forbade her to leave. It would break my heart to have my only daughter experience the horrors of war. I thought that Victoria and her father were on the verge of another Great Row but then Victoira had a complete change of heart. And I am certain that I know why - the new light in her eyes and spring in her step can mean only one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_f35b4592-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria is in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am not sure who her new suitor might be. Certainly, our neighbours are taking a keen interest now that Victoria is growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_736dbfa2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria and Earnest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_b36dbf0b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria and Michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_136dbfd9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Victoria and George&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you can be assured that I will write you as soon as I find out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/06/generation-2-elopement.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-4729955821611936540?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/4729955821611936540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=4729955821611936540' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/4729955821611936540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/4729955821611936540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/06/generation-1-finding-husband.html' title='Generation 1 - Finding a Husband'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/th_snapshot_b3452730_f352287f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-7844783505649663479</id><published>2007-05-19T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:00:26.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 1 - All About Victoria</title><content type='html'>1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was concerned to hear about your illness and pray that this letter finds you in better health. I will do my best to cheer you with news of my family and their wellbeing. The children are delightful and send you their best regards. Victoria is attending the All Girls Grammar School. She studies hard and is proud of her school results. I remind her that a good education and many accomplishments will help her find a good husband. Sometimes I worry that she takes too much interest in Scientific Matters but I expect that comes from growing up with three older brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_3351e349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Victoria Studying at Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_73578dd8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_13578e31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Victoria Shows Off Her School Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Apart from her Scientific Interests, Victoria is everything I could wish for in a dutiful daughter. She helps me around the house and is kind and attentive to her brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_b358edc9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_7358ed6c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Victoria Helps Around the House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A charming family has moved into the house next door. Number three has been vacant ever since Doctor Wilson passed away and it is delightful to have such pleasant neighbours. Our new neighbours are three brothers and they all do Something Important in Law. Harold is quite taken by the brothers and can not stop talking about them. Last week, he invited them around for dinner so that they could meet the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_1351e6b9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Harold Converses with George Merchant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford//ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_d351e77a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And with Earnest Merchant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_1351e4c6-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Greets Michael Merchant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_b358f6c3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Victoria Entertains Michael and Earnest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I am hopeful that Good Things will come in the near future for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I will leave you here, Mama. I do hope that you are feeling much better and that your spirits are restored by my family news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Dutiful Daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;****** / ******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to tell you! But you must promise not to tell Mama and Papa. It is nothing too daring but I simply know that they wouldn't approve. The first Exciting Event occurred when I accidentally burnt the family dinner and started a fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_f351de3e-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Doris Burns the Family Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;The fire brigade arrived in moments. And I must confess that the fireman was terribly intriguing. He was wearing a quite outlandish outfit and *&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;giggling&lt;/span&gt;* he was rather handsome too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_f351de6b-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Doris Meets a Fireman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could bearly wait until Harold had left for work so that I could tell my friend Anne all about the fire and the interesting fire man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_1351e197-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Doris Gossips with Anne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;And that is not my only news. There is a very exciting family living next door. Three handsome young men and all doing terribly well in Law! Harold is quite taken by them. I am certain that he hopes to make a good match for Victoria. Although I refuse to talk about finding a husband for Victoria. She is far too young to be thinking of such things. Our neighbours behave quite oddly at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/th_snapshot_b3452730_5358f3db.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/th_snapshot_b3452730_f358f42f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/th_snapshot_b3452730_5358f58c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;George, Earnest and Micahel Merchant Dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_b358f421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;George Ford is Not Impressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_1358f46d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;A Painful Encounter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_b358f453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Another Painful Encounter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Yet in spite of their modern habits, I am very happy to know the Merchant boys and am looking forward to renewing the Acquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all my News. I look forward to our Outing to the Great Exhibition next month. Please give my love to your Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Loving Sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/06/generation-1-finding-husband.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-7844783505649663479?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/7844783505649663479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=7844783505649663479' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/7844783505649663479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/7844783505649663479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/generation-1-all-about-victoria.html' title='Generation 1 - All About Victoria'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/th_snapshot_b3452730_b358edc9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-2261626682036298065</id><published>2007-05-12T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T12:57:50.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 1 - Growing Family</title><content type='html'>1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your last letter and especially for the gooseberry pie recipe. The pie was a great success and even Harold asked for more. My last pregnancy was much easier then the first and Harold was delighted to have a second son. We have called him William after Harold's grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_5345381b-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As you know I wished very much for a daughter. But William is a darling and Harold says that he is almost as beautiful as his Mama *blushes*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_734e6837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;William's Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_534a07aa-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mother and Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;William was an easy baby or maybe I am finally learning how to be a good mother? However, he was more trouble as a toddler. We had one particular scare when he was teething...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/th_snapshot_b3452730_534e6aa3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/th_snapshot_b3452730_534e6a82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/th_snapshot_b3452730_134e6a61.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/th_snapshot_b3452730_534e6a8a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;William has "Teething" Problems (note the chin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Harold is doing very well in his job he has been promoted a number of times. We finally had enough money to add a small extension to the house. The kitchen is now a little larger and we have a second bedroom upstairs for Harry. For a while, Harold had to sleep on the settle because we did not have enough beds for our growing family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_734e5ad8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I will leave you with some good news - I am pregnant again. I am praying for a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give my love to Papa and the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****** / ******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on your recent betrothal. I am very excited for you and pray that you will be as happy in your marriage as I have been in mine. Your Albert sounds like a very kind and handsome man. I am sure that he will take good care of you. Now, onto my news. My third pregnancy was not so easy. William was a demanding toddler and it was difficult to cope with two sons, a husband and yet another pregancy. I sometimes wish that we could afford help at home but I know that a dutiful wife shouldn't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was relieved when the last day of my pregnancy arrived. But most surprised when I was told that I was having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two &lt;/span&gt;babies!! My first was another boy, George, and then at last a girl! We have called her Victoria in honour of our good Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_3350fd4c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Twins are Born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was difficult looking after twins and sometimes I fell behind with the housework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_135105e9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also started a small vegetable garden which takes time to look after. Mama sent me some tomato seeds but I'm not sure that my tomatoes are going to turn out as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tasty &lt;/span&gt;as Mama's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_934e62a2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two oldest boys are growing up fast. Harry is now a teenager and hopes to follow his father into Business. Luckily, William is still young enough to help his Mama around the house. Harold insists that as soon as the boys turn thirteen, they become men and start work. This also means that they cannot help me around the home as it is not suitable for a man to be doing woman's work. I love and respect Harold but sometimes wonder whether women might have just a little more freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my hardest tasks, is keeping enough food on the table. The boys all have healthy appetites and mealtimes are lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_33510e43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I must finish now, dear sister. Please forgive my complaining, I am blessed to have 4 beautiful children and a husband that cares for me. And I must remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you every happiness as you start out in your new marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dear and loving sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/generation-1-all-about-victoria.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-2261626682036298065?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2261626682036298065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=2261626682036298065' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/2261626682036298065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/2261626682036298065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/generation-1-growing-family.html' title='Generation 1 - Growing Family'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/th_snapshot_b3452730_5345381b-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-2802799691616562417</id><published>2007-05-07T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:12:14.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Table of Contents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TABLE OF CONTENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/rules.html"&gt;The Rules&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/generation-1-victorian-beginnings.html"&gt;1. Generation 1 - Victorian Beginnings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/generation-1-growing-family.html"&gt;2. Generation 1 - Growing Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/generation-1-all-about-victoria.html"&gt;3. Generation 1 - All About Victoria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/06/generation-1-finding-husband.html"&gt;4. Generation 1 - Finding a Husband&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/06/generation-2-elopement.html"&gt;5. Generation 2 - Elopement&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/07/generation-2-families.html"&gt;6. Generation 2 - Families&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/07/generation-2-separation.html"&gt;7. Generation 2 - Separation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-2-farewells.html"&gt;8. Generation 2 - Farewells&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-2-second-love.html"&gt;9. Generation 2 - Second Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-3-goodbye-edward.html"&gt;10. Generation 3 - Goodbye Edward&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/08/generation-3-career-and-children.html"&gt;11. Generation 3 - Career and Children&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/09/generation-3-coping-alone.html"&gt;12. Generation 3 - Coping Alone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/09/generation-4-coming-home.html"&gt;13. Generation 4 - Coming Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2008/05/generation-5-end.html"&gt;14. Generation 5 - The End&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-2802799691616562417?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2802799691616562417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=2802799691616562417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/2802799691616562417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/2802799691616562417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html' title='Table of Contents'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-2726712735297370901</id><published>2007-05-07T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T07:29:20.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation 1 - Victorian Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_33452731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doris and Harold Ford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Author's note: The story is told through Doris' letters to her family.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing as promised to tell you about my first few weeks of wedded life. Harold is very kind to me and I am working hard to keep the home clean as you taught me. Here is a painting of our new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_53452cce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have very nice neighbours and I have befriended a widowed lady who is advising me on how to be a proper Victorian wife. It is not the same as having you here, Mama, but she is a comfort to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_134531fc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doris Greets the Neighbours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lastly, Harold has accepted a good job in Business. As you know, Harold is a youngest son and can not rely on an inheritance for a living. But he promises that he will give me a good life and take care of me.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_d3452fd1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harold finds a Job in Business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our home is very small and we can not afford help. But I am happy keeping the home clean and tidy. It is suitable occupation for me while my husband is at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_d34a091e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_d34a0df5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My love to father and the litle ones. Please write soon, I long to hear all your news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dutiful daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am married at last. It is wonderful! The freedom of running my own home is better then I could ever have imagined. Obviously, our house is very modest. However, I am certain that Harold will be a great success in Business and one day we will own a large house with a beautiful garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harold is ever so romantic, he insisted on carrying me over the threshold on our first day home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_53452cee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And *giggles* he kisses me in the corridor in a most charming manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_f34530ff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Although he does wear underwear just like Papas which I don't like very much. But apart from the underwear, married life is simply bliss. I was a bit scared before my wedding nght but I promise you it is nothing at all to be nervous about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also made a new friend but please don't tell Mama. Her name is Anne Parsons. She is older then me and has two children. She tells the wildest tales - she goes shopping in town on her own and even has male friends! Please, please don't tell Mama or Papa, I just know they won't approve of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_534a0cd0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doris Greets Anne Parsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I must finish now. I miss you very much and look forward to your visit soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dear sister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------- *** --------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, Victoria Street,&lt;br /&gt;Homelands,&lt;br /&gt;ENGLAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful news! Harold Junior was born on the 5th day of May and he and I are both healthy. I wish that you had been with me for the birth. I was scared and wanted my Mama. But you will be glad to know that all is well and that Harold Senior is proud of his son. We call him Harry and he is the sweetest thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_5345381b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Although, Mama, I am very angry with you. Why did you not warn me about the pregnancy? I was permanently hungry and tired and *blushes* needed to relieve myself all the time. I do not mean to complain. But I have heard that there are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;machines and plants &lt;/span&gt;that can help with pregnancy. Why will you not let me try these things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now Harry is here, I am ever so happy. It took an age to teach him to use the potty. And he was ever so slow to walk and talk (not achieving these feats until childhood). I hope that he isn't stupid like his Uncle Marty (Harold's brother). But Harold assures me that it is quite normal for a toddler to grow up without learning to walk or talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_b34a0816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on Harry - you can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/snapshot_b3452730_334a105c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And on the 5th or 6th Attempt - Success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I do hope that you and Papa can visit soon. I am pregnant again and this time I hope for a little girl. I am also learning to meditate as I am told that this can help ease the discomforts of pregnancy. I am sure that you can not disapprove of meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give my love to all the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dutiful daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/table-of-contents.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/generation-1-growing-family.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-2726712735297370901?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/2726712735297370901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=2726712735297370901' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/2726712735297370901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/2726712735297370901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/2007/05/generation-1-victorian-beginnings.html' title='Generation 1 - Victorian Beginnings'/><author><name>Sally</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u124/sallyorford/ROW%20Generation%201/th_snapshot_b3452730_33452731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536100572072235544.post-7386070328814462961</id><published>2007-05-01T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T13:01:15.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules</title><content type='html'>The idea is to start with a single male/female couple and progress through the historial trends of womens' rights, using the female offspring of each generation to push the family forward until we arrive at modern woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original rules can be found &lt;a href="http://f1.grp.yahoofs.com/v1/QJw3RnlN1wQssrKM6gW-B71lgjs79LCWQjLbGfS_Ca2_1R9BX20LEGXEHW7DW4ZRVn9c3LUjboxIxBPRLT84HoshuZVVLiIoGUM/Challenges/Rights%20Of%20Women%20Challenge%20-%20Up%20to%20date%20to%20Seasons"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (you need to be a member of TS2Challenges group). If you're not a TS2Challenges member then don't worry. A summary of the rules is below with my own amendments &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;in yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to incorporate a different (if not historically accurate) look and feel to each generation as follows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;THE OUTLINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Make a male and female couple in CAS; they can be set as married or wed later.&lt;br /&gt;- Once they are married, begin to Try For a Baby until they have at least one female child (code name - Child A).&lt;br /&gt;- Treat the original couple using the rules of Generation One (see below).&lt;br /&gt;- Raise Child A, using the rules for Generation Two (see below).&lt;br /&gt;- When she is an adult, she will marry and have at least one female child (Child B).&lt;br /&gt;- Raise Child B using the rules of Generation Three (see below).&lt;br /&gt;- When she is an adult, have her marry and have at least one female child (Child C).&lt;br /&gt;- Raise Child C using the rules of Generation Four (see below).&lt;br /&gt;- When she is an adult, have her marry and have at least one female child (Child D).&lt;br /&gt;- Raise Child D with the rules for Generation Five (see below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generation Five is the end of the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Note: each female continues living her life using the rules of the generation she was born into. For example, Child B is the generation three sim; when she has Child C, she must continue living using the rules of generation three until her death, even though Child C is now generation four and living by those rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GENERATION ONE &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;- EARLY VICTORIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rules:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- must be of Family aspiration;&lt;br /&gt;- wear a traditional-looking dress (CC is allowed);&lt;br /&gt;- must keep hair up- must remain unemployed (including in businesses), but is allowed to add money through a) breeding pets or b) tending to a garden;- cannot own or run community lot or business;&lt;br /&gt;- cannot venture into any neighbourhood other than the one where she lives (not DownTown or Shopping);&lt;br /&gt;- cannot have an affair or any sort;&lt;br /&gt;- cannot have child out of marriage;&lt;br /&gt;- cannot get divorce (can only Move Out to break up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;- cannot use any aspiration or career rewards (life wasn't that easy in those days);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;- cannot use the OFB workbenches (not suitable for a Victorian lady).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Player Suggestions:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- only ever use Try For a Baby (no WooHoo option mimics no contraception);&lt;br /&gt;- must do all the housework and child-rearing;&lt;br /&gt;- can only have female friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GENERATION TWO &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;- LATE VICTORIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rules&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;- must wear traditional clothing and keep hair up;&lt;br /&gt;- can be Family or Popularity aspiration;&lt;br /&gt;- may work in Criminal, Culinary, Education or Slacker track;&lt;br /&gt;- can run business/community lot, but not own it (husband/other male must);&lt;br /&gt;- may not attend university;&lt;br /&gt;- must marry a male and take his name (if NPC/Townie, ask to move in and he proposes marriage);&lt;br /&gt;- must move into his house (or, if he is an NPC/Townie, must both move out);&lt;br /&gt;- can have heterosexual affair;&lt;br /&gt;- male must have better job than her (use own judgement as to what is 'better');&lt;br /&gt;- must quite working when she has her first child;&lt;br /&gt;- can go to to DownTown or Shopping Neighbourhood, if asked by a male.&lt;br /&gt;- may have a male-instigated divorce;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;- cannot use any aspiration or career rewards (life wasn't that easy in those days);&lt;br /&gt;- cannot use the OFB workbenches (not suitable for a Victorian lady).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Player Suggestions:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- can hire help around the home (Maid, Nanny, Gardener, etc);&lt;br /&gt;- can host social parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GENERATION THREE &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;- GOLDEN TWENTIES TO PRE-WAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rules:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- can begin wearing plain trousers and knee-length skirts, but not jeans, decorated trousers, short skirts or untraditional tops;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- must still keep hair up (I am skipping this rule so that my generation three sim can have a twenties bob);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- can be Family, Popularity or Wealth;&lt;br /&gt;- may get job in Atheletic, Criminal, Culinary, Education, Journalism, Music, Politics or Slacker tracks;&lt;br /&gt;- can own a business/community lot;&lt;br /&gt;- must marry male and take his name (if NPC/Townie, ask to move in and he proposes marriage);&lt;br /&gt;- must move into his house (or, if he is an NPC/Townie, must both move out);&lt;br /&gt;- male must have a better job than her (again, use judgement as to what is 'better');&lt;br /&gt;- may keep her job when she is married, but cannot get promotions (if qualified for one already, cannot try to qualify herself for any more promotions);&lt;br /&gt;- can go to DownTown or Shopping Neighbourhood with a male accompaniment (she can ask him);&lt;br /&gt;- can instigate divorce, but he has to have house.&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Player Suggestions:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- can have friends in either gender;&lt;br /&gt;- cannot get a pension (ie, cannot retire from job, only quit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GENERATION FOUR &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;- 1960s AND 1970s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rules:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- can wear jeans, mid-thigh length skirts, but not decorated trousers or tops that show the stomach;&lt;br /&gt;- can have hair down, but not elaborate;&lt;br /&gt;- can be Family, Popularity, Wealth, Pleasure or Romance aspiration;&lt;br /&gt;- may go to university and do Art, Drama, History or Literature majors;&lt;br /&gt;- cannot drop out of her own choice, but must drop out if she gets put on academic probation;&lt;br /&gt;- may get job in Adventurer, Artist, Atheletic, Criminal, Culinary, Education, Journalism, Law, Military, Music, Paranorma, Politics, Science, Show Business or Slacker tracks;&lt;br /&gt;- must marry/live with a male, but does not have to take his name;&lt;br /&gt;- may have child out of marriage, but must be in stable relationship;&lt;br /&gt;- can have homosexual affair;&lt;br /&gt;- may continue living at her (parents) home after marriage, but must move out before she has children;&lt;br /&gt;- both spouses can have equal jobs, but she cannot be 'better';&lt;br /&gt;- can go to DownTown and Shopping Neighbourhood accompanied by another sim (can be female now);&lt;br /&gt;- can divorce male and kick him out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Player Suggestions:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- can use WooHoo and Try For a Baby seperately now;&lt;br /&gt;- can retire and get a pension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GENERATION FIVE &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;- 1980s TO CURRENT DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rules:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- may wear any clothing styles she wishes;&lt;br /&gt;- may have her hair styled in way she wishes;&lt;br /&gt;- can become any aspiration;&lt;br /&gt;- must attend university (if you have the University EP - if not, ignore);&lt;br /&gt;- can drop out at will;&lt;br /&gt;- can use her second chance if she is put on academic probation;&lt;br /&gt;- she can now go into any of the career tracks;- may have better job than a male partner she may have;&lt;br /&gt;- doesn't have to be in relationship leading to join with anyone (can be single throughout life);&lt;br /&gt;- can be in a heterosexual or homosexual relationship;&lt;br /&gt;- can adopt a child;&lt;br /&gt;- may be single with a child (no need for relationship).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Player Suggestions:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- is now completely free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536100572072235544-7386070328814462961?l=rowchallenge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rowchallenge.blogspot.com/feeds/7386070328814462961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536100572072235544&amp;postID=7386070328814462961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536100572072235544/posts/default/7386070328814462961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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