If your family has a place—a camp, a cottage, a lake house, or a home that’s held generations of celebrations and chaos—you already know how powerful these spaces can be. They hold childhood summers, late-night conversations, heartbreaks, triumphs, and memories you can still smell and touch if you close your eyes. They’re the backdrop of who you became. And for many families, that place becomes shorthand for legacy. Through my experiences both as an attorney and as someone who spent summers and holidays in a tiny Adirondack lake town, I’ve learned that the places we love most are often the ones that tear families apart.