J.D. Salinger author of Catcher in the Rye is dead at 91
Boy, when you're dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you're dead? Nobody. J. D. SalingerThe Catcher in the Rye, spoken by Holden Caulfield
Sorry for my absence but life as a mild manner accountant is busy when closing the year out and setting up the new year. This weekend I'll be working out the rest of my plot of Love By Design by first detailing where I am and how I got there.
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