Rural life was ‘heaven on Earth’ until cell tower went upMy husband and I moved to the country for the same reason most people do. To get away from city life, enjoy the solitude, breathe the fresh air and gaze into the night skies.
My husband and I moved to the country for the same reason most people do. To get away from city life, enjoy the solitude, breathe the fresh air and gaze into the night skies. From our house and backyard we can watch our horses as they graze and play in the pasture. The evenings are filled with the usual sounds of the night along with dark skies and illuminating stars. Heaven on Earth, that is until recently.
While sitting on our couch the other night we noticed a bright red light looming over the tree line that we had never seen before. To our dismay a 295 foot cell phone tower had been erected less than a mile away. Apparently the powers to be and property owner felt this tower would not be seen unless it was specifically looked for, camouflaged by the trees. (Per the meeting minutes.) Does anyone know of any 300 foot tall trees in the area? Only a select few neighbors were personally notified prior to the erection and unless you happened to read the notices section of the paper, in our case the Detroit Lakes paper no less, you would never have known what was about to happen.
During the day there is a bright white strobe light and after dark red flashing lights, it reminds me of an airport. These lights can be seen from every window on the south side of our house as well as every inch of our property with the exception of a bit of yard on the north side of the buildings. As if this was not bad enough is it possible there is a health risk associated with living near a cell phone tower?
Try this on your computer, search: cell phone tower dangers or cell phone towers and health. There may or may not be a relation between the cell phone towers and health risks. I know the phone companies and powers to be will argue there is none.
End result, we were not privy to the notices about the impending tower and could not object in time to stop it. Now when it is dark and we sit on our couch or venture outside we are greeted with the red flashing lights looming 200 feet over the tree line. Not the greeting one would hope for when living in the country. Perhaps it’s time to move, one more time. — Jeanne Ingalls, Park Rapids