If you really want to hear about it.

I feel compelled to write what is surely the obligatory J.D. Salinger post. (Not that that’s a bad thing.) I only read The Catcher in the Rye once. Just the one time, as a freshman in high school. My librarian gave it to me and said, “I think you would like this.” And I did. I had no idea what it was about, but I took her word for it. The things I have heard people object to about it, the language and the selfishness and sex, those things made me feel as if I was not alone. I only read it once because I have been afraid that if I went back and read it again, it wouldn’t be as great as I remembered. (I suppose that 2010 should be my year to rectify that.)

The character of Holden Caulfield nudged me in the direction of librarianship. Just a nudge, but enough that I still remember standing there as my librarian slid the book across the desk at me. Face up. It was a tiny step towards what it is that I love about what I do: connecting people to books that might change them forever. I enjoyed thinking of J.D. Salinger, grumpy and reticent, but there. Connecting those of us who read and related to Holden. But, of course, we still have the book.

I am impossibly late on this, but I would love to hear your memories of reading The Catcher in the Rye.

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