The HOA president ordered three industrial pumps to drain MY private pond, mocked me when I warned it was protected infrastructure, and personally signed the authorization to keep pumping. She thought she was removing an “eyesore” for a $38,000 beautification project. Two hours later, a fire engine rolled onto my property, the chief stared at the exposed dry hydrant sitting in the mud, then turned toward her and asked the one question that ended her confidence instantly: “Where did my water go?”
daikok