Subject: Re: sleeeping with the fishes
From: Suzanne Morine (suzannem@dimensional.com)
Date: Sat Feb 03 2001 - 02:11:26 GMT
At 05:33 PM 2/2/2001 -0400, you wrote:
>I'm afraid that I've been reading a lot of biography lately, and
>haven't had anything Salinger-related to half-heartedly offer (not
>even a belated birthday wish for his 82nd!), and [..]
>I hope some others can and will pick up the slack.
Yes, I agree! We can make things up:
Cornish N.H. Feb 2 -- J.D. Salinger went out to get his paper in the
morning only to discover that it had landed in a pile of melting snow, well
away from his door. He trudged to get it and cursed repeatedly when he
discovered that the paper was partly soggy. The protective bag had slipped.
Upon returning to the door, he found it shut, locked, the dog barking
inside, wanting to be let out. Salinger tilted his head back and screamed
for his wife. She was in the shower and would not hear him for another 10
minutes.
During that time, he reflected that he should not agree to an interview
for the New Yorker: moments before, upon opening the door to go out, he had
thought that he might break his silence, agreeing to the recent request.
But the universe was clearly opposed to this idea. "Yeah, I was a fool to
consider such a thing," he muttered, as the door finally opened again.
:o)
(Or would Salinger, influenced by Eastern religions, greet such a bad
morning with a good natured, amused grin? Discuss.)
Suzanne
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