Errors!!!

Aghhh, for some reason The Herendez Art Gallery's lot was defined as buggy. I don't want to believe in curses, but this has happened to the gallery's lot on multiple occasions since the OFB deal. Aghhh! We had to sell the lot back to the hood-they demolish it and then we brought the land and rebuilt. Thankfully they sold it to us as a discount, but hassle nevertheless. I'm getting too old for this...when will I join my lady loves?

Jail?

The hood council is building a jail, I think it will cause bad things to happen in this hood, why must we have a jail, simply slice off the fingers of thieves. Wait...I did have problems with shoplifters, they take things from the store, yes, a jail is great!

Grandchild

Carmela annouced that she's pregnant. There's hope that I might live to see the heir of the family.

My other insolent son, Salvador, has immigrated to another hood. Good riddance. I would probably pay to have him out of the hood, embarassing me and the Herendez family. His ancestors are probably rolling over in thier grave!

My Son Needs a Wife

According to the memo I'm supposed to introduce the family:
Me (Luis)-elder
Antonio-adult
Julio-teen
Jorge-teen

Alvaro (Antonio's twin) immigrated to Simborough for the Gender Exchange and Salvador (oldest son) is living with his wife and daughter.

I am sending a letter to family members still in Hacienda Bay, Antonio needs a wife. He will do well managing the family business, he has an eye for art and is very wise in business. However, he needs a wife, a latina wife. Once he is safely married I will transfer the business over to him. Not before.