I remember liking Catcher when I read it in high school, but I also believe that if I could meet my fifteen-year-old self, I'd probably want to smack his punk ass down.
Catcher resonated with me in high school like the book came with a reverb pedal attached. I reread it when I turned 35 as and absolutely hated every single page of it. It's funny, of all the books that I totally loved as a kid, Catcher, A Clockwork Orange, Starship Troopers, Moby Dick, The Secret Sharer, Metamorphosis, 1984, Pride and Prejudice, Where Angels Fear to Tread, the only one that didn't age well for me at was Catcher.
I didn't like Franny and Zoey when I originally read it as a kid, I wonder if I'd like that one now?