The Lake Waverly Boundary: Exposing HOA Fraud and Taking Back My Shoreline

As a retired structural engineer with more than four decades of experience designing commercial foundations and waterfront structures, I knew immediately that something was seriously wrong.

The pilings had been driven directly into the lakebed on property that belonged exclusively to me. They were well inside the boundaries clearly established by my deed. The Willow Shores Homeowners Association hadn’t simply crossed a minor property line—they had built a substantial structure on my land while I was away.

The newly elected HOA president, Lorraine Haskin, had apparently viewed my absence as an opportunity. She seemed convinced that she could push through one of her personal projects without anyone questioning her decisions.

She was wrong.

I didn’t storm into the clubhouse or start shouting at the board. Instead, I calmly went inside my house, retrieved my certified property deeds from the safe, and downloaded the high-definition security footage covering the previous twenty-one days. Every contractor, truck, and vehicle that had entered my property was captured on camera.

The Three-Week Absence

There is a particular kind of silence that welcomes you home after spending three weeks away on an exhausting engineering consulting assignment in Denver.

It is the quiet of a house that has been empty, waiting for its owner to return.

But the moment I pulled my truck into my driveway at Lake Waverly, that peaceful feeling disappeared.

Directly in front of my shoreline stood a massive, freshly constructed wooden dock.

For a few seconds, I simply stared at it.

I knew my property boundaries better than most people know their own homes. After forty years of working with foundations, structural plans, property setbacks, and waterfront construction, I could tell almost immediately that the dock was nowhere near the HOA’s common area.

It was on my land.

And whoever had built it had done so without asking me.

Dismantling the Intrusion

Once I had the deeds, engineering plans, and security footage organized, I decided to remove the structure myself.

Using my professional-grade tools, I began taking the dock apart methodically. I removed the bolts, separated the framing, pulled up the deck boards, and carefully stacked the pressure-treated lumber onto the flatbed trailer sitting in my driveway.

I was halfway through loading the final section of cedar planks when the sudden screech of tires broke the afternoon silence.

Lorraine Haskin came marching across my lawn, her face red with anger. Behind her was a local towing company she had apparently called in a hurry.

“What exactly do you think you’re doing?” Lorraine shouted, pointing toward my trailer. “That’s association property! You’re destroying HOA assets! I’ve already called the tow company to take those materials, and I’m filing the maximum fines against you for vandalism!”

I set down my impact driver and wiped the sweat from my forehead.

Then I looked directly at her.

“You built an unpermitted commercial-grade dock on privately owned property without my permission,” I said calmly. “The security footage has already been backed up. The property deeds are in my hand. And those materials are currently on my trailer.”

I paused.

“If that tow truck comes onto my property, I’ll have the driver cited for trespassing. I’ll also make sure the entire incident is included in the police report.”

Lorraine suddenly had nothing to say.

Her mouth opened, then closed again.

Finally, she turned around and stormed away, continuing to shout threats about lawsuits, fines, and legal action.

At that point, I knew this was bigger than a dock.

It was time to involve the authorities.

Uncovering the Paper Trail

The next morning, I contacted county zoning enforcement officer Jasmine Riley and state environmental agent Callaway.

I gave them copies of my property documents along with the complete, unedited security footage.

It took less than two hours for them to confirm what I had already suspected.

The Willow Shores HOA had not obtained a zoning permit, environmental waiver, or architectural approval for the dock. Worse, the structure had been built in an area classified as protected watershed.

What initially looked like a simple property dispute was quickly becoming a serious regulatory matter.

But Jasmine wasn’t satisfied with stopping there.

She and Agent Callaway began reviewing the HOA’s records and eventually brought Detective Reigns and state auditor Dalton Pierce into the investigation.

That’s when the real story began to emerge.

Following the Money

Auditor Pierce discovered that Lorraine Haskin had allegedly manipulated property records and created false designations to authorize nearly $30,000 in spending from the neighborhood’s reserve account.

The money had supposedly been approved for a legitimate landscaping company to repair retaining walls in the community.

Instead, investigators discovered that the funds had been transferred through a shell company owned by Lorraine’s sister.

The dock hadn’t been an isolated incident.

It was only the part of the scheme that I happened to notice first.

With the help of my attorney, Sarah Mercer, we assembled a comprehensive file containing the property records, security footage, financial documents, construction evidence, and other information investigators had uncovered.

The entire dossier was delivered to the district attorney’s office.

Arrests and a Full Audit

Within days, law enforcement arrived at a Willow Shores board meeting.

Lorraine Haskin and former HOA treasurer Clyde Fenshaw were arrested and charged with multiple felonies, including conspiracy, document falsification, and misuse of community funds.

The neighborhood was stunned.

Several board members who had either participated in or ignored the questionable activity resigned. Others were stripped of their voting privileges during an emergency homeowners’ meeting.

More than two hundred residents packed into the clubhouse.

The vote was nearly unanimous.

The existing leadership had to go.

An interim trustee panel was established under the leadership of respected retired judge Howard Bell. Its first responsibility was to conduct a complete forensic audit of the HOA’s finances.

The results were even worse than anyone expected.

Over an eighteen-month period, investigators determined that more than $70,000 had been siphoned away through fabricated landscaping invoices, nonexistent repairs, and inflated maintenance contracts allegedly controlled by Lorraine and Clyde.

The dock had been just the visible tip of the iceberg.

Restoring Peace at Lake Waverly

Eventually, both Lorraine and Clyde accepted the weight of the evidence against them and pleaded guilty to multiple criminal charges rather than face a lengthy public trial.

With the corrupt leadership gone, Willow Shores entered a difficult period of rebuilding.

The homeowners rewrote the association’s bylaws.

From that point forward, financial records would have to be completely transparent. Major contracts would require competitive bidding. And any significant capital project or modification involving homeowners’ property would require explicit approval.

The community had learned an expensive lesson.

As for the lumber from the illegal dock, I decided not to keep it.

Instead, I donated the reclaimed high-quality wood to a regional organization that builds accessible fishing piers and boardwalks for disabled veterans.

Something that had started as an act of arrogance and corruption was ultimately turned into something useful.

A year has now passed since those chaotic weeks of construction crews, subpoenas, financial audits, and emergency HOA meetings.

Today, Lake Waverly is quiet again.

I sit by the shoreline with my old dog, Rusty, resting his head on my knee. The water is calm, the property line is respected, and the neighborhood finally feels like a community again.

Standing up for my own property did more than protect a few feet of shoreline.

It exposed a system that had been quietly draining our neighborhood.

And sometimes, protecting your own boundary means discovering just how much was happening on the other side of it.