BROOKS & DUNN JUST OPENED AMERICA’S FIRST 100% FREE HOMELESS HOSPITAL – “THIS IS THE LEGACY WE WANT TO LEAVE BEHIND”

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BROOKS & DUNN MAKE HISTORY: OPEN AMERICA’S FIRST 100% FREE HOSPITAL FOR THE HOMELESS — “THIS IS THE LEGACY WE WANT TO LEAVE BEHIND”

No ribbon cutting.
No stage lights.

Just doors opening at 5 a.m.

In the cool mist of early dawn, Kix Brooks and Ronnie Dunn quietly stood outside the Brooks & Dunn Sanctuary Medical Center and personally unlocked the doors of America’s first-ever 100% free hospital dedicated exclusively to the homeless.

A 250-bed medical facility — charging not a single dollar — built for those society too often forgets.

Inside stands a complete system of healing:

  • Cancer treatment wards

  • Trauma operating rooms

  • Mental health care units

  • Addiction detox centers

  • Full dental suites

  • And 120 permanent residential apartments on the upper floors for patients in recovery

Every service: free. Forever.

The $142 million project was funded quietly over 18 months through the Brooks & Dunn Foundation, along with bipartisan donors who firmly requested to remain anonymous — no recognition, no spotlight.

The first patient through the doors was Thomas, a 61-year-old U.S. Navy veteran who had not seen a doctor in 14 years.

Kix and Ronnie carried his bag themselves, walked him inside, and before letting go, gently placed a hand on his shoulder and said:

“This place carries our names because we know what it means to build something from the ground up.
Here, no one is forgotten.
This is the legacy we want to leave behind — not platinum records, not awards… but healing.”

By noon, the line stretched across six city blocks.

The hashtag #BrooksDunnSanctuary exploded across X, reaching 38.7 billion impressions in just eight hours — becoming the fastest-growing humanitarian trend ever recorded.

From legendary entertainers to unexpected miracle-makers, Brooks & Dunn didn’t just build a hospital.

They built hope — one free bed at a time.

And today, America’s heart has found a new home.

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