Над пропастью во ржи

           IwasintheBoyScoutsonce,foraboutaweek,andIcouldn’tevenstandlookingatthebackoftheguy’sneckinfrontofme.Theykepttellingyoutolookatthebackoftheguy’sneckinfrontofyou.Iswearifthere’severanotherwar,theybetterjusttakemeoutandstickmeinfrontofafiringsquad.Iwouldn’tobject.WhatgetsmeaboutD.B.,though,hehatedthewarsomuch,andyethegotmetoreadthisbookAFarewelltoArmslastsummer.Hesaiditwassoterrific.That’swhatIcan’tunderstand.IthadthisguyinitnamedLieutenantHenrythatwassupposedtobeaniceguyandall.Idon’tseehowD.B.couldhatetheArmyandwarandallsomuchandstilllikeaphonylikethat.Imean,forinstance,Idon’tseehowhecouldlikeaphonybooklikethatandstilllikethatonebyRingLardner,orthatotheronehe’ssocrazyabout,TheGreatGatsby.D.B.gotsorewhenIsaidthat,andsaidIwastooyoungandalltoappreciateit,butIdon’tthinkso.ItoldhimIlikedRingLardnerandTheGreatGatsbyandall.Idid,too.IwascrazyaboutTheGreatGatsby.OldGatsby.Oldsport.Thatkilledme.Anyway,I’msortofgladthey’vegottheatomicbombinvented.Ifthere’severanotherwar,I’mgoingtositrightthehellontopofit.I’llvolunteerforit,IsweartoGodIwill.