J. D. Salinger has apparently died.
It's difficult to say anything original about The Catcher in the Rye, and there is most likely nothing all too unique about saying that this novel made more of an impression on my teenage brain than just about any other book did.
It's apparently sold something in the range of 60 million copies. So, I suppose I'm far from alone in saying something like that.
I read it probably a dozen times between the ages of...I think...15 and 22. It set me off on a tour of reading anything else of Salinger's I could find. I liked his other texts (especially Franny and Zooey) but nothing ever quite hit me like Catcher.
Maybe it's time I took another look.
So long, J. D.