I call your WhutFace and raise you a SadFace, J.D. I admit that I never really liked Catcher in the Rye, mostly because Holden himself was a phony (hah)–I read it at nine, and then again at twelve, and then read it again at sixteen (so don’t say I didn’t try). But still, this makes me said. This makes me really sad. :[ Hug. I wish he’d talked to the world more. Ah, the hermit.
Off to look for my mother’s copy of Nine Stories, and Franny and Zooey. And most likely rewatch Finding Forrester. You the man now, dawg.
You’ll be missed, sir. You can now look at all us phonies from heaven.