I loved Lady Bird... especially because of the huge impact she had on environmental issues. Here in Texas, she started an anti-littering campaign that made people really think about what they were doing, and completely changed the face of the state.
When I was 21, I was working at KTBC TV in Austin, which was located in a building owned by the Johnsons. (They had owned the station, too, but had to sell it when the law changed and they could no longer own both a cable company and a TV station.) LBJ had died a few years earlier, but when Lady Bird was in town, she still lived in a penthouse on top of the building, and of course, she had Secret Service protection -- two agents at all times.
One day I came back from lunch in a big hurry, slipped behind a crowd of people to step onto the elevator, and hit the button for my floor. Then I realized no other buttons had been hit, so I turned to ask the other person in the elevator what floor she needed -- and it was Lady Bird! Somehow, I had slipped past the Secret Service and gotten in there alone with the former First Lady of the United States!
She was holding a shopping bag from Frost Bros. (where I had, coincidentally, worked briefly before starting at KTBC). I apologized for intruding, and she said, "That's okay, hon." I got off on four, and I guess she rode back down to the lobby to pick up her escorts.
I later heard that some Secret Service heads rolled for that. If I could do it, so could some homicidal nutjob!
Anyway, I'm glad she had such a good long life, and I hope heaven is bursting with wildflowers for her.