I wasn't going to post this until tomorrow- but I'm not very good at putting thigs off. I was walking home one spring-chilly night- home at that time being my first-year dorm- along the river that ran through campus from the general direction of the Student Union. When I was somewhere between the Church and the "painted-tunnel" (which usually had at least one inspiring thing written or painted on it) when a clean-cut older man stopped me and asked for directions to the med school. Since I was only a first year, I didn't have exact directions in my head- but did know the general direction- which happened to be the way I was heading. So we walked along the river, under the tunnel, towards EPB, making small talk (which at eighteen I wasn't very good at- so I suppose a good deal of time was spent in silence). Somehow we ended up on the subject of ducks. Without skipping a beat or makin an obvious allusion to anything, he inquired if I happened to know where the ducks went in the winter. I gave it some serious thought. I didn't remember there being any ducks around the campus that winter or for that matter an absence of ducks either. Which I did find kinda odd- because the campus is filled with the obvious presence of ducks during the summer months (students do tend to end up with stale bread and microwave popcorn). I answered that I really didn't know. It wasn't until my second year that I got a chance to read CITR- in Holstein's "Quest" class. I know it didn't dawn on me when I read the book- but somtime after- probably in class- it did. I'm not claiming any significant insight into Holden- just maybe a little into the cabby. It really isn't an obvious question/answer. You don't realize that the ducks go south or where ever because you don't see them do it. You kind of work from the assumption that they are still there- whether their presents is there or not. It is kinda like the Zen-tree thing. For what it's worth... I'd like to add that I've really enjoyed reading all the "bananafishers" e-mails so far this summer. As much as I loved Catcher- and I did concince others to read it- I never got back to reading any other of Salinger's works until this summer. I managed to read the rest of the book-published works in under a week this summer- and am now re-reading them. I feel as though (kind of a take off of a Pogues song) the secret of the universe is hidden in his stories. But I'm not exactly sure as to how to go about finding the answers- but I'm enjoying trying. Cami