It’s a miracle we’re sharing time and space with The Onion. It’s something so cool that you expect to find it far in the past when the world was better, like the Beatles.
I had a sort of close encounter with him, sort of, when I was in high school. Two of my pals, one — K — was really depressed and the other — L — was real worried about her. L managed somehow, I forget how, to get a letter to JD Salinger, telling him about our friend K, assuring him this was not a ploy to get press attention of some kind, and pleading with him to write a personal note to K as L felt it would really lift K out of what seemed a dangerous depth.
Salinger actually wrote back. He spoke quite sternly to L in a way I found kind of scary, with threats about what he would to do her if it turned out that this ever got in the press or anyone ever followed up on it and it got back to him in any way.
Then he proceeded to write the kindest, gentlest, most un-phony letter you could imagine, to our depressed friend K. It had a tremendous amount of love in it. I cannot recall any of the actual content but it doesn’t matter.
K felt valued by this contact in a way she had been starving for, it turns out.
I think it is probably safe to reveal this story now, unless the reach of the press actually extends into Writer Heaven or wherever Salinger is…..
“Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.” Holden Caufield
He would indeed Fe.
I had a sort of close encounter with him, sort of, when I was in high school. Two of my pals, one — K — was really depressed and the other — L — was real worried about her. L managed somehow, I forget how, to get a letter to JD Salinger, telling him about our friend K, assuring him this was not a ploy to get press attention of some kind, and pleading with him to write a personal note to K as L felt it would really lift K out of what seemed a dangerous depth.
Salinger actually wrote back. He spoke quite sternly to L in a way I found kind of scary, with threats about what he would to do her if it turned out that this ever got in the press or anyone ever followed up on it and it got back to him in any way.
Then he proceeded to write the kindest, gentlest, most un-phony letter you could imagine, to our depressed friend K. It had a tremendous amount of love in it. I cannot recall any of the actual content but it doesn’t matter.
K felt valued by this contact in a way she had been starving for, it turns out.
I think it is probably safe to reveal this story now, unless the reach of the press actually extends into Writer Heaven or wherever Salinger is…..
“Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.” Holden Caufield
He would indeed Fe.
J.D. Salinger would have loved this.