A few decades ago, my parents gave in to one of my pleas and bought me a boxed set of
Doonesbury paperbacks for Christmas. I was twelve. I didn't get most of the subtle sarcasm, but continued to read book after book, strip after strip, drawn in by the quirky cast and their funky eyes.
G. B. Trudeau's strip debuted forty years ago today, and I wish it could go on for another forty or more. I can't imagine a world without
Mike, B.D., Zonker, and Toggle
.
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