Holden Caulfield’s New York
March 1, 2013 § 3 Comments
Every time I pass a frozen pond and ducks I can’t help but wonder what do the ducks do in cold freezing winters. And then I read Catcher In The Rye. Holden Caulfield wonders the same I found out.
After years of somehow missing out on reading it I bought Catcher In The Rye off of amazon. I know I am repeating myself but did you know… USED BOOKS COST LIKE HALF OF KINDLE/NEW BOOKS . Its crazy. I got three books in twenty dollars. Does anyone else get a kick out of book ownership? I definitely do. My book owning joy = having a new car. I open the book, smell it, always face a dilemma as to where to put my name – the utterly blank first page or the page with the title and almost always decide on the latter.
SO, while reading Caulfield’s journey Trenton to Manhattan I couldn’t help but gasp in surprise and delight as I thought I have been here – all these places he is talking about. Unfortunately no one was around or I would have blabbered jumping up and down about it. But it was a delight to read about the places in 1951. Comparing the views we see now to those in Salinger’s book one can’t help but wonder how time passes changing things and yet keeping them static in a grander version. These places are key to Holden’s journey. They set the mood and the environment for his monologue. The pond in central park, Phoebe’s carousel, the Penn station, the Rockefeller plaza (!) , the train journey…
How we put grand projections on inanimate things! Just because it has a history or a context other than ours, just because it’s in someone’s story , fictional or otherwise ; makes it special. But then why not! Why not indulge in romantic grandeur and escapism if it makes you squeal in delight!
And we are back to ducks… and I found a really nice video and also an article you would like.
DO, DO read the book. It is delightful and different. More like a stream of consciousness monologue… an interesting read.