Picture from the 1960's of Jerome Salinger, his son Matt and daughter Margaret on an outing in Central Park with a friend from the New Yorker Magazine.

I have been reading more about Salinger as well as his writing since his death.  He wasn't so much a recluse in New Hampshire as he was a person who wanted to control his contact with the world.  That in itself  is asking a lot.  He was a strange man.  His son Matt became a fairly successful actor (he always found work) his daughter had an interesting life and wrote a very readable memoir of her father and her childhood growing up within the "Salinger Compound" for which she paid the price of losing contact with her father like Cordelia to her father King Lear,

"How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is

                                                       To have a thankless child! Away, away!"

I like to think that I respected his privacy and now that he is dead I can satisfy my curiosity about him now without being a rubber necking phonie.