Hi, I subscribed to this mailing list yesterday, the day after I read A Perfect Day for Bananafish. I'm reading Nine Stories and have reread Catcher in the Rye, twice. I plan to approach Salinger's work from the perspective of a writer. I am a 22 year old male living in Vancouver, British Columbia. I have a few nonpaying accolades in the writing business. I've considered joining the Krishna coalition or killing myself, though I never would do either; I usually purge the dirge by making canneloni or bagels. This is probably trite to this mailing list, but I found the most powerful layer, in A Perfect day For Bananafish, to be Seymour's lackadaisical love for people and the consequences of his expression of it. It is so hard to show anybody love anymore. When Seymour kissed the arch of Sybil's foot, I felt the link between them shatter. I felt so bad for Seymour. Mind you, if I was Sybil's Dad, not knowing Seymour, and watched that, I would feel very defensive and react differently (probably by rushing into the water and taking her away, resisting the temptation to punhc him). I felt like Seymour when I was very young, wanting to express my love for everyone, so trusting and innocent. I 'grew' out of that when it was no longer acceptable or safe to show affection for anyone besides my family and close friends. I could go on about sexual taboos and social conditioning, but that's redundant to anyone who feels stifled in expression of their emotional voice and half brained (analytical) voice. The outcome of the story might have been different if Seymour didn't express his affection in a sexually connotative way. Pretending you are Sybil's parent, and knowing Seymour well, would you feel blessed by such a gentle display of affection or worried for Sybil's safety? _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com