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Dates: during 1970-1979
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GLENDON HACKNEY Indianapolis Holden Caulfield Today Sir / Many thanks for Stefan Kanfer's Essay "Holden Today" [Feb. 7]. Yes, Holden Caulfield, the 16-year-old hero of The Catcher in the Rye, is already one of the immortals of American literature...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Feb. 28, 1972 | 2/28/1972 | See Source »

...Long live Holden Caulfield, no matter what his chronological age! Your Essay reacquainted me with an old, valued friend who eased my prep school muddles by making me realize they were the rule rather than the exception...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Feb. 28, 1972 | 2/28/1972 | See Source »

...come at me I would've stood there dry-snapping it at him. You just don't have time to crank one in when you need a piece, is all." Higgins may do for "is all" what Salinger's Holden Caulfield did for "and all" in The Catcher in the Rye. Still another Boston locution is the proliferation of the word "there," uttered as often and as meaninglessly as "well" elsewhere in the U.S. To wit: "When he was in Billerica the last time there," or, "So this broad hollers at me there." It would gladden...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Gourmet Crookery | 2/21/1972 | See Source »

...rain. And it came, it came. Take my love/hate for movies. Wouldn't you know that College English would run a piece, without irony, suggesting that my name, "one suspects"-one maybe, two never-"is an amalgam of the last names of Movie Stars William Holden and Joan Caulfield." Yeah, well . . . And yet my obsessive cinematic fantasies were really everyone's hang-up with nostalgia, camp and collective memory. Remember me camping it up with my roommate Stradlater: "I'm the goddam Governor's son ... He doesn't want me to be a tap dancer...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Time Essay: Holden Today: Still in the Rye | 2/7/1972 | See Source »

...hours are long and the demands are unending. At night the streets are dangerous; during the day the air is dirty. It is a hassle getting to and from anywhere. We are all well. I push the stone up the hill and down it falls. Holden S. Caulfield. Holden Sisyphus Caulfield. Camus, that nightingale who thought he was an owl, was right. At the end of The Myth of Sisyphus, he says, watching the old boy toil up and down forever, "We must imagine him happy." Happy. That kills me. It really does...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Time Essay: Holden Today: Still in the Rye | 2/7/1972 | See Source »

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