HOA Karen Bricked Up My Access Road. So I Fenced the Only Road to Her Mansion

HOA Karen Bricked Up My Access Road. So I Fenced the Only Road to Her Mansion. "That's not a wall, Mr. Caldwell, that's a 'Boundary Enhancement Feature,' and according to Article Seven, Section B, subsection four of the Covenants, I don't need your permission, I only need to provide notice, which I did." Karen, the self-appointed queen of our little suburban fiefdom and president of the Harmony Creek Homeowners Association, stood with her hands on her hips, her floral print muumuu billowing in the slight breeze like a campaign banner for a nation of one. The structure in question was a six-foot-tall, hundred-foot-long monstrosity of gray cinder block, raw and brutalist, capped with jagged, decorative stones that looked like broken teeth. It sliced directly across a gravel path on my property line, a path that had been a shared access point to the community lake trail for the twenty years I’d lived here. It was the reason I bought the property. Now, it was gone, obliterated under a monument to petty tyranny. #HOA #HOAStory #HOAstories #homeownersassociation #story #stories