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...Francisco Franco Bahamonde has mellowed considerably. The years, and a strict low-calorie diet, have whittled away his girth but not, apparently, his strength. Always an avid sportsman, he now spends almost as much time hunting and fishing as he does in the Pardo, his 16th century palace just north of Madrid. His stamina is remarkable. He can still bound up hillsides after mountain goats, shoot 300 partridges a day, and wade for hours hip-deep in the icy mountain streams of Asturias...
...study, reading the Madrid newspapers and the official reports stacked high on his large mahogany desk. The calm does not last long. At midmorning the palace is invaded by Franco's seven grandchildren (ages one to 14). Trailed by their English nanny, they race down the Pardo's wide granite corridors, past six-foot honor guards and enormous Goya tapestries, and burst into his study. Franco idolizes his grandchildren, spends as much time with them as the press of official business permits...
...RIQUE PARDO...
Since Generalissimo Francisco Franco, 72, would ahunting go, Spain's entire Cabinet joined him at his "el Pardo" reserve in the frosty hills of Guadarrama. Though a number of ministers shivered under their parkas in the shooting stands, el Caudillo happily tilted his rifle at wild boar and stag, wearing merely a sweater beneath his business suit. At day's end, he democratically announced only the group's total bag of 76 assorted animals, one of which was nailed by Francisco Franco Martinez Bordiu, 11, the dictator's grandson and namesake...
...Spanish "heads of families" went to the polls last week in municipal elections to cast their ballots for a list of government-approved candidates. Voter No. 41 in Section 9, Quarter 5 of Madrid's Revised University District stepped into a Cadillac for the brief ride from El Pardo Palace to a tiny yellow schoolhouse. There, under the gaze of his own official portrait, El Caudillo greeted members of the municipal election board, who graciously waived the usual identification procedure. Franco reached into an inside pocket of his double-breasted dark grey suit, removed an already filled-in ballot...