So, without further ado:
I'm not a fan of home-schooling and I'll be the first to admit that I don't fully understand the concept. But even with this limited knowledge base, I can go out on a limb and say that there is no way that a home-schooled kid's opportunities for socialization can compare with their conventionally-educated peers. A guy's best shot at a date for the Home School Senior Prom rests with his mom or sister. (Now that I think about it, that was my best shot too. Unfortunately, I was attending John F. Kennedy High School at the time.)
The closest I can relate to home-schooling is telecommuting, which I do occasionally. When I telecommute, I'm connected enough to others in the office that they know I'm alive and not in trouble, and not out on the golf course when I should be working. Home-schooling, on the surface at least, seems like telecommuting with little or no accountability to the office.
In the hands of irresponsible parents, a home-schooled child can simply be hidden from society, as Dennis had to have been as he wasted away. Our public school teachers are often the first to notice signs of child abuse or neglect. If Dennis had a place--say, a public school--to check in with on even an occasional basis, surely he would be alive today.
*Blogger's Note: The original Baltimore Sun story initially cited in this entry is no longer available online.