My friend David Lunn Jr. died of a drug overdose on Jan. 5, one of Maryland’s first opioid casualties of 2019. He died alone in a basement in Baltimore, a city where 692 people died from opioids in 2017 — an unacceptable number that the latest data, when it’s released, will almost certainly confirm went up in 2018. I’ve struggled with whether to publicly share this, both because of concern for David’s privacy and trouble processing my own feelings. But at his funeral, the pastor reminded us we should not be ashamed nor hold our heads down because of this illness that took our friend. And David’s mom, whom I adore deeply, asked us not to be quiet about her son.