We have to resist viewing each life as a sta- as a statistic or a blur or on the news. While we have been fighting this pandemic for so long, we have to resist becoming numb to the sorrow. But just like that, so many of them took final breath alone in America.Īs a nation, we can’t accept such a cruel fate. We often hear people described as “ordinary Americans.” There’s no such thing there’s nothing ordinary about them. Who talked late into the night about their dreams who wore the uniform, born to serve who loved, prayed, and always offered a hand. We all know someone - fellow Americans who lived lives of struggle, of purpose, and of hope. But then he said, but could I pray for him - could I pray for him. He said his father-in-law was too sick to speak. I asked if I could call his father-in-law.
There, I met a man when I walked in, whose father-in-law was dying of the virus. I was in - just in Kalamazoo, Michigan, at the Pfizer vaccine manufacturing facility. The nurse - the nurse and nurses - but the nurse who made her patients want to live. The father’s daughter who lit up his world. The son who called his mom every night just to check in. That’s more lives lost to this virus than any other nation on Earth.īut as we acknowledge the scale of this mass death in America, we remember each person and the life they lived. That’s more Americans who have died in one year in this pandemic than in World War One, World War Two, and the Vietnam War combined. Today, we mark a truly grim, heartbreaking milestone: 500,071 dead. It shows the number of Americans who have been infected by or died from COVID-19. THE PRESIDENT: Each day, I receive a small card in my pocket that I carry with me in my schedule.
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