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"We Need Each Other"
Howardgaf
I need to tell you something nearly all septic companies won't: there are two kinds of people in this life. Those who believe septic systems are merely "underground boxes for waste," and those that have had raw sewage erupting into their property at midnight. I discovered this distinction the hard way in 2005—waist-deep in muck, freezing in a Washington deluge, as my brothers and I helped a veteran installer repair our family's collapsed system. I was fourteen. My hands ached. My clothes were ruined. But that evening, something crystallized: This is not just digging. It's folks' lives we're safeguarding.
This is the dirty truth: nearly all septic companies just service tanks. They're like quick-fix salesmen at a chainsaw convention. But Septic Solutions? They're special. It all started back in the early 2000s when Art and his brothers—just kids scarcely tall enough to shoulder a shovel—assisted install their family's septic system alongside a weathered pro. Visualize this: three kids buried in Pennsylvania clay, understanding how soil porosity affects drainage while their buddies played Xbox. "We did not just dig holes," Art shared with me last winter, steaming coffee cup in hand. "We learned how earth whispers truths. A patch of marsh plants here? That's Mother Nature yelling 'high water table.'"