They cut down 11 of my trees without asking. Not trimmed, not touched, cut. Gone to stumps overnight while I slept. While I had no idea anyone had stepped foot on my land. They wanted a better view of the lake. They thought I wouldn’t notice or wouldn’t fight back or would simply let it go the way quiet people sometimes do.
They were wrong on all three counts. What followed took two years, three attorneys, one county hearing, and a construction project they will have to look at for the rest of their lives. My name is not important. What matters is the land. I own 4.2 acres in a rural county in the upper Midwest. The property has been in my family for a long time.
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