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Tustin CA

Tustin CA

People who know this area well sometimes refer to Tustin CA as “The City of the Trees.” The reason trees grow here today is the same reason which attracted the early settlers to the area– the availability of a dependable water supply, some of it from natural artesian wells that flowed from the ground. Columbus Tustin, a Northern California carriage maker, and his partner Nelson Stafford, purchased 1,300 acres of what had been the Rancho Santiago de Santa Ana for the price of one dollar and fifty cents per acre. Mr. Tustin attempted to create “Tustin City,” but sales of home lots were slow, and in the early 1870s he ended up giving free lots to anyone who would build a home. The community named after him gradually became established as an agricultural center, first with groves of apricots and walnuts and later more profitable Valencia oranges.

Today Tustin CA is mainly a suburban city, and like any residential community it denizens have the occasional run-in with the law. If you’ve been charged with a crime, you need to contact Dan E. Chambers right away. As an experienced southern California criminal defense attorney, Dan can help you build a strong legal defense against virtually any kind of charges, whether they be for violent crimes like assault & battery, rape, murder, domestic violence, and robbery or for non-violent or white collar crimes like fraud, embezzlement, perjury, and internet crime. Call Dan today for your free consultation.

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