One thing you might want to know about me is where I go to school. Pencey is my forth school; I have been kicked out of every other school. It is in Agerstown, Pennsylvania. "You've probably heard of it." "They advertise it in about a thousand magazines, always showing some hot-shot guy on a horse jumping over a fence. Like as if all you ever did at Pencey was polo all the time. And other neath the guy it says 'Since 1888 we have been modeling boys into splendid and clear-thinking young men." That is a complete bullshit  "I didn't know anybody there that was splendid and clear-thinking at all. Maybe two guys. If that many. And they probably came to Pencey that way."