You'll never know for sure. In that picture I'm still holding my mortar-board hat thing even though during the ceremony we had been ordered to throw them up in the air as a measure of thanks to our parents. Being a certified pain in the ass, I held fast to mine. High school was no picnic. Even at the time it wouldn't have surprised me if any of us came to a violent end.
Teenage fury is fierce, especially out of boys.
I saw a lot of unhappy kids in Northville. Really, really unhappy. When I hear about shit like what happened in Colorado, I want to shake people. I am NOT saying I agree with what happened. I'm not even saying I understand it.