I Remember What It
Felt Like.
Growing up with parents on a fixed income, home repairs weren't just inconvenient — they were devastating. A broken water heater meant cold showers for months. A cracked step meant someone got hurt. A door that wouldn't lock meant fear every night.
Those memories didn't leave when I grew up. They became the reason Exodus exists — not just to fix homes for people who can afford it, but to restore dignity for those who can't.
Right now, somewhere in Polk County, someone is taking a cold shower because they can't afford to replace their water heater. A set of broken stairs has already claimed multiple victims. An elderly neighbor can't safely leave their home without a ramp that nobody has built for them yet.
That changes today.