I was probably about six when Katrina happened. I remember the day before, when my parents were like, “Okay, we're actually going to evacuate.” We stayed in some hotels for a while, and I remember people offering us meals, little toothbrushes and toothpaste, being there for my parents, and watching me and my brother. That's mutual aid. It wasn't really until I had gotten older when I realized that's what the community is supposed to do when things like this happen. We're supposed to bond together and assist each other. I came home, and my house was in four feet of water. The roof in my room had caved in, and my window blew in. My trampoline was across the neighborhood in someone else's yard. I just thought, “This is crazy.” Thankfully, my family still lives in that home. It's honestly a miracle to even say because a lot of people didn't have that same situation. Being where I am now and seeing how the assistance from others allowed me to continue and prosper and essentially be who I ...