A 15-year-old boy with a remarkable flair for writing wrote:

"There is a place where violence is commonplace and expected much as unpleasant weather. Where nothing is thought of armed robbery. Where narcotics and hallucinogens are sold like newspapers. Where the only safe haven can be found in alliance with a group of armed and hardened people who are forever defending and aspiring against other affiliations. Where brutal crimes are punished by temporary confinement measured in hours, or black marks on one's record, or not at all. This fence-and-metal-detector-encircled institution is the high school. In this environment the individual student is likely to fall back to very primitive philosophies to survive, in place of the morals that were never taught. The government's solution is to build vandal-proof drinking fountains. We must bring students the morals in The Way to Happiness. We must bring them today. For without them the future is dark."

—The Editors