Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for January 21, 1989

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Jeb Bush: Good night, Poppy! George Bush: Good night, Jeb-boy! Good night... Barbara Bush: Good night, Skippy! Skippy: Good night, mommy! "And as the moon rose over our new digs. I felt a kind of relief..." "It had been a rough year - Tension City all the way - but you gotta hang in there, you can't whine about it the way they do up in Boston." "As my head hit the pillow, I knew my dad would have been proud. In my own way I'd become a man. We all had."