Though quite the many differences between them, each of these two novellas were a joy to read. Having only read “Catcher in the Rye” and the “Bananafish” short story prior, I was not well-informed on the Glass family, but both stories make me want to read the rest of what Buddy Glass has to say. Salinger’s narrator/author-insert was oddly comedic in his descriptions of the characters he found himself saddled with in “Raise High,” and his beautiful ode to the bygone Seymour—albeit boundedly overflown with run-on sentences and made-up words, much like this sentence here—felt all the while very real and tragic.

Thus ends my poor impression of Buddy’s writing style.