Why are we not mourning our dead? There's a daily tally of infected and a daily tally per county of the dead but no names. No names to mourn. No faces. No lives. Just blanks. The dead from Covid in Arizona are slipped into their graves and we move on. We mourn our firemen when they die. Annually we mourn those who died in the Arizona at Pearl Harbor in 1941. We mourn the Hotshots who lost their lives in a fire. We mourn our policemen when they get killed. But the 6,755 citizens, people, grandparents, mums and dads, with families, with lives and hopes who lived under same blue Arizona skies, endured the summer heat and loved the winter cool and who died from Covid-19 just blanks in the newspaper, just a number. No faces. No careers cut short. No lives shattered, families heartbroken and mourning. Perhaps an obituary, perhaps, if they could afford it. Otherwise, just a number. When will we find the time to grieve? Or are our hearts too cold?