My Dad had a restoration shop in the 1980s and drove out to the LBJ Ranch to inspect the phaeton for the purpose of estimating cost of restoration. He has the letter hanging on his wall, signed and on her letterhead, of her thanking him for coming out and expressing her regret that she couldn't afford to restore the car at that time. Here are scans of the polaroids he took, probably around '83 or so? It is still out there at the ranch, which is now under control of the national park service, and as evidenced by the more recent pics of it, the park service must have found the money somewhere to get it fixed up a little bit with some fresh paint. Notice the wet bar and gun racks for the backseat passengers!