We spent this past week moving into and unpacking the new offices.
We take up the first floor, which is as large as the entire building we left.
This allows us to serve clients and beneficiaries better in the future.
But that wasnât the highlight of my week. Instead, on Thursday, I had the pleasure of driving an hour to Tavares to appear at a trial where I was named as the defendant.
Iâve written about this in the past, so itâs no secret it was coming. But â for those who missed that story â the short version is that a neighbor sued me individually, alleging that I had killed a tree on his property, causing it to fall.
I hadnât been to Lake County since 2019, when I took the Christmas lights boat tour in Mount Dora.
But that didnât matter in this case.
As the plaintiff stated in the small claims case, âJoe Seagle is the apex of the organization, so heâs to blame for anything that his company did to my tree.â
I had to refrain from grinning, but I found it ironic that he was alleging that I, an officer of a company that is the trustee of a trust that owns the property next door to his, have unfettered power to do anything I want with not only the trust property but also his property. If I only had such infinite powers âŠ..
But I donât. Nor do I want them.
I say I had the âpleasureâ of sitting through the trial because the trust worked as it should have. I suffered the accusations being hurled at me while our beneficiary was blissfully ignorant of what was happening. I was taking my time and energy to travel the two-hour round trip to sit in a two-hour trial while our beneficiaries could continue their productive day.
The judge dismissed the case with prejudice thanks to the great work of my longtime colleague and our local attorney, Laura Hargove.
I felt bad for the plaintiff to the extent that he lost a large and beautiful tree, but it was never our fault nor our beneficiaryâs fault that the tree died. Fortunately, the trust worked, and the plaintiff couldnât drag our beneficiary through the mud as he took out his anger on me instead.
The bottom line:Â What a wonderful world.