Dear J.D. Salinger,
My heart broke into pieces when I heard the news of your death while sitting in my communication class this afternoon. I know it’s a cliché to say that The Catcher in the Rye is my favorite book, but it genuinely is one of my favorite pieces of literature.
I’m somewhat of a book nerd and I like to immerse myself in the works of my favorite authors by forming relationships with their characters, familiarizing myself with the settings, and analyzing the plots as if I am a part of these fictitious worlds. This especially holds true for Holden Caulfield—he’s my boy.
Holden helped me get through a great deal of my adolescence. I am constantly reminded of him and his adventures within my own reality as well as the fictional world you created in The Catcher in the Rye. He’s such a bad ass dude who does whatever he wants and is definitely worthy of my admiration. I also think it’s worth mentioning that I hope my future partner is down with my first son’s name deriving from this tremendous hero that you created.