There was a time when we had a sense of urgency in public health. When this urgency spread through all we did. We had a sense of urgency with our history. A sense of urgency for severe miseries. A sense of urgency with racism. A sense of urgency with poverty. A sense of urgency with addressing real needs. A sense of urgency with achieving social justice. A sense of urgency with prevention. A sense of urgency with decisions. A sense of urgency with where we live. A sense of urgency with the schools we build. A sense of urgency with food insecurities. A sense of urgency with housing insecurities. A sense of urgency as our climate changes. A sense of urgency as our landscapes derange. A sense of urgency with social, economic and political policies. A sense of urgency with the impact of these polices. A sense of urgency with the frustrations inherent with our field. A sense of urgency with the tensions inherent in our field. A sense of urgency with new crisis. A sense of urgency with old crisis too. A sense of urgency with many protocols. A sense of urgency with our downfall. A sense of urgency with resolving neglected issues. A sense of urgency with redressing perplexing ones too. A sense of urgency for vigorous leadership. A sense of urgency for active partnerships. A sense of urgency to literally breathe. A sense of urgency to literally last. A sense of urgency for fruitful survival. A sense of urgency to simply thrive. Whether these urgencies will translate into anything meaningful remains to be seen. Until then, may all of us in the field know that the time has come for public health programs to be run by the public with the problems.