Man ticketed for landing helicopter

A man landed one of his work helicopter at his Conneticut home. Police gave him a $75 ticket to him when a neighbor complained. There is a law on the town's books that doesn't allow landing at a residence. Probably about the same as it would cost him to land at a commercial airport.
Maybe he should have just jeft is running, hovering a foot off the ground? :)
ABC7Chicago.com: Man ticketed for landing helicopter in yard

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