Lady Bird Johnson : Claudia Johnson
Claudia Alta Taylor Johnson or "Lady Bird" Johnson was born December 22, 1912 in Karnack, Texas to Minnie Patillo-Taylor and T.J. Taylor. She graduated from Marshall Senior High School in Marshall, Texas and studied journalism and art at the University of Texas in Austin, Texas. She married Lyndon Baines Johnson, a future President, in 1934.She is know for her support of the environment, which she developed as a child growing up near Caddo Lake[?]. She helped convince Texas to plant wildflowers[?] on state highways and as first lady started a capital beatification project which soon expanded to the entire country. She is also an advocate of the Headstart Program[?].
They married on November 17, 1934, and had two daughters, Lynda Bird Johnson, wife of Charles S. Robb[?], and Luci Baines Johnson, who married Pat Nugent and Ian Turpin.
At 91 she is the oldest surving American first lady, having even outlived one of her successors, Pat Nixon[?].
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