Gene Autry Museum

Wednesday July 8, 1992

Up at 7 a.m. feeling real good. No reaction from the chemo. Had to wake the 3 boys at 8:30. By 10 a.m. we're on our way to pick up my prescription at Woodland Hills, then we're off to lunch at Carl's near Griffith Park.

After lunch we toured the Gene Autry Museum for 3-1/2 hours. I did well, only tiring a few times for a quick rest on a bench. My energy level is good today and I feel no sore muscles from my walking through sand at the beach yesterday.

We pick up Maria at her Mom's house and take her with us shopping at Costco. Later we take her and the boys home. We come home for dinner after which Frank and Justin cut and paint wood in the garage all evening.

During the week that Justin visited Mom and Frank every summer, she entertained him as much as she could. What 11-year-old boy doesn't like cowboys and guns? The Gene Autry Museum sounded like a good place to take 3 boys to look at guy stuff.

Frank enjoyed working with wood in the garage and for awhile made many folding deck chairs. During this last and final summer with Grandma Dolores and Papa Frank Justin spent this evening making a birdhouse out of wood with Frank. Thank you Frank for giving of your time and talents so generously with my son. While the relationship between my dad and Justin was virtually nonexistant, Frank made up for it by being a wonderful Papa.