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Wednesday, July 13, 2022

A New Yorker Child’s Progress

Filed under: General — Tags: , , — m759 @ 6:27 pm

A New Yorker  writer on why he wanted to
learn mathematics at an advanced age —

"The challenge, of course, especially in light of the collapsing horizon, since I was sixty-five when I started. Also, I wanted especially to study calculus because I never had. I didn’t even know what it was—I quit math after feeling that with Algebra II I had pressed my luck as far as I dared. Moreover, I wanted to study calculus because Amie told me that when she was a girl William Maxwell had asked her what she was studying, and when she said calculus he said, 'I loved calculus.' Maxwell would have been about the age I am now. He would have recently retired after forty years as an editor of fiction at The New Yorker , where he had handled such writers as Vladimir Nabokov, Eudora Welty, John Cheever, John Updike, Shirley Hazzard, and J. D. Salinger. When Salinger finished Catcher in the Rye , he drove to the Maxwells’ country house and read it to them on their porch. I grew up in a house on the same country road that Maxwell and his wife, Emily, lived on, and Maxwell was my father’s closest friend."

— Wilkinson, Alec. A Divine Language  (p. 5). Published
July 12, 2022, by Farrar, Straus and Giroux. Kindle Edition. 

See as well two versions of
a very short story, "Turning Nine."

Wilkinson's title is of course deplorable.
Related material: "Night Hunt" in a
Log24 search for the phrase "Good Question."

Saturday, November 27, 2021

Tag Shopping on Black Friday

Filed under: General — Tags: — m759 @ 3:02 pm

Marcela Nowak today

See as well Polite Number.

Scholium:

"She was a very nice, polite little kid. God, I love it
when a kid’s nice and polite when you tighten their skate
for them or something. Most kids are. They really are.
I asked her if she’d care to have a hot chocolate or something
with me, but she said no, thank you. She said she had to meet
her friend. Kids always have to meet their friend. That kills me."

—  Jerome Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

Friday, November 12, 2021

A Walk in the Park

Filed under: General — m759 @ 6:31 pm

"I walked all the way through the park over to
the Museum of Natural History. I knew that was
the museum the kid with the skate key meant.”

The Catcher in the Rye

Wednesday, November 10, 2021

European Culture

Filed under: General — Tags: , — m759 @ 4:59 pm

A Wroclaw image from 2011 in which a version of my own work appears —

Later … A Wroclaw image posted by marrific on June 2, 2019

Recall too the oeuvre  of Wroclaw native Ernst Cassirer . . .

Except, perhaps, by some roller-skate fans . . .

From The Catcher in the Rye —

“She was having a helluva time tightening her skate.
She didn’t have any gloves on or anything and her hands
were all red and cold. I gave her a hand with it. Boy, I
hadn’t had a skate key in my hand for years. It didn’t feel
funny, though. You could put a skate key in my hand
fifty years from now, in pitch dark, and I’d still know
what it is. She thanked me and all when I had it tightened
for her. She was a very nice, polite little kid. God, I love it
when a kid’s nice and polite when you tighten their skate
for them or something. Most kids are. They really are.
I asked her if she’d care to have a hot chocolate or something
with me, but she said no, thank you. She said she had to meet
her friend. Kids always have to meet their friend. That kills me.

Even though it was Sunday and Phoebe wouldn’t be there
with her class or anything, and even though it was so damp
and lousy out, I walked all the way through the park over to
the Museum of Natural History. I knew that was the museum
the kid with the skate key meant.”

Sunday, January 24, 2021

Between Here and There

Filed under: General — Tags: , — m759 @ 10:40 pm

“She was having a helluva time tightening her skate.”

This quotation from Catcher in the Rye  was suggested
by a rather different quotation, source not attributed,
posted tonight by a Hollywood celebrity.

The death date of the quotation’s source  was apparently
October 22, 2014.  See, from that date, the Log24 post

Claves Regni Caelorum.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Claves Regni Caelorum

Filed under: General — Tags: — m759 @ 10:00 am

Continued from Day at the Museum, last Sunday, October 19, 2014.

This post was suggested by…

  1.  A piece in the Bookends section of the New York Times
    Sunday Book Review
      (page BR31 last Sunday, Oct. 19):
    Daniel Mendelsohn on rereading The Catcher in the Rye .
  2. A detail in Day at the Museum— The New York Times ‘s
    appraisal of Joan Rivers: “A Comic Without a Shut-Off Switch.”
  3. A Sept. 7 Log24 post, Sunday School, in memory of Joan Rivers.

From The Catcher in the Rye , a passage just before the
museum passage quoted by Mendelsohn:

“She was having a helluva time tightening her skate.
She didn’t have any gloves on or anything and her hands
were all red and cold. I gave her a hand with it. Boy, I
hadn’t had a skate key in my hand for years. It didn’t feel
funny, though. You could put a skate key in my hand
fifty years from now, in pitch dark, and I’d still know
what it is. She thanked me and all when I had it tightened
for her. She was a very nice, polite little kid. God, I love it
when a kid’s nice and polite when you tighten their skate
for them or something. Most kids are. They really are.
I asked her if she’d care to have a hot chocolate or something
with me, but she said no, thank you. She said she had to meet
her friend. Kids always have to meet their friend. That kills me.

Even though it was Sunday and Phoebe wouldn’t be there
with her class or anything, and even though it was so damp
and lousy out, I walked all the way through the park over to
the Museum of Natural History. I knew that was the museum
the kid with the skate key meant.”

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Short Story

Filed under: General — m759 @ 2:01 pm

Home Delivery

"But wait, there's more!"
Stanley Fish, NY Times today

NY Times 1:43 PM Jan. 28, 2010-- J. D. Salinger has died.

For a larger image, click on The Catcher.

"Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all.  Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around– nobody big, I mean– except me.  And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff.  What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff– I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them.  That's all I'd do all day.  I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all.  I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be."

— J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye, Chapter 22

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