The year is 2032. The location, rural midwest North America.
A decade ago, a plague wiped out almost every living human. There weren't even enough survivors to bury the dead. Secondary plagues rose from the decaying remains, further diminishing the ranks of the breathing.
It took three long years for the stragglers to start gathering into small towns, centering on un-pillaged food stockpiles near fresh water and fertile farmlands. United, they've survived this new world for seven horrible years.
Pirate raiders were common for a while but they are not a threat now that the walls are in place.
Wild animals, zoo escapees, still climb in from time to time, but they are quickly dealt with.
The brutal winters and scorching hot summers are still a challenge, but they are survivable through proper planning.
Behind the town walls, things are finally starting to improve.
Outside life is still very hard:
The tenement ruins of the old world have been picked clean by scavengers.
The cities are uninhabitable, populated by hordes of carrion rats whose rabid bites cause lingering death.
Strangers are still to be feared for both the weapons and diseases that they might be carrying.
In the unshielded open, pirates are still a very real threat.
The towns have weapons and limited medical facilities.
They can deliver a baby and keep a wound from getting infected but major surgery is a lost art.
Every inch of spare space behind the walls is dedicated to farming.
Exterior to the main walls but surrounding each town, the lands are also farmed by the townspeople.
The larger towns have built secondary walls out of chainlink and barbwire to help secure these exterior fields. All of the towns post regular guard patrols to keep harvest-time looting to a minimum.
The towns are now able to feed themselves year round without diminishing their pre-fall stockpiles.
They've all dug wells and built cisterns to stockpile water for the dry months. They have organized leadership, law-enforcement and a primitive mail system running between the towns. Armed equestrian couriers carry messages between the towns on an approximately monthly cycle.
They have hope.
My question to you is... What do they do next?
Create a prioritized list of goals for these post-apocalyptic townspeople.
What major issues need to be addressed to let the town survive for the next decade?
What unaddressed deficiencies in their current accomplishments are going to bite them if not addressed them soon?