1) Even as we mourn 29 lives lost, we also remember 29 lives lived. Up at 4:30, 5 o’clock in the morning at the latest, they began their day, as they worked, in darkness. In coveralls and hard-toe boots, a hardhat over their heads, they would sit quietly for their hour-long journey, 5 miles (8km) into a mountain, the only light the lamp on their caps, or the glow from the man trip they rode in.