Teen says we must unite

Dear editor, I write this letter on May 1, 2007, at 10:52 p.m. One of the many sleepless nights I have spent looking blankly at the ceiling while contemplating where this earth and this human race will be in my lifetime. As John Loomis, I am a 16-year-old boy who attends New Technology High School. I am employed at Raley's Grocery Store and achieve sufficient grades to attend college. I am, more or less, a lucky boy. As "Jack Loomis," I am the philosopher who thinks nothing more of human behavior and the definition of society. One might think why a 16-year-old boy with such an ideal spot in society is thinking of such things and not thinking of the opposite sex, or when the next party is. Why does this kid ask questions? Why is he stopping the ride? I am worried.