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"We Need Each Other"
Brentwab
Allow me to tell you something nearly all septic companies will not: there are two categories of people in this life. Those who think septic systems are simply "subterranean tanks for waste," and those who've had raw sewage bubbling into their property at the dead of night. I discovered this difference the hard way in 2005—standing in mud, shivering in a Washington deluge, as my siblings and I aided a grizzled installer repair our family's collapsed system. I was 14. My hands were raw. My clothes were destroyed. But that moment, something clicked: This isn't just manual labor. It's families' lives we're preserving.
This is the ugly truth: nearly all septic companies just maintain tanks. They're like band-aid salesmen at a disaster convention. But Septic Solutions? They are different. It all began back in the early 2000s when Art and his brothers—just kids hardly tall enough to carry a shovel—aided install their family's septic system alongside a weathered pro. Visualize this: three kids knee-deep in Pennsylvania clay, learning how soil porosity affects drainage while their buddies played Xbox. "We never just dig trenches," Art shared with me last winter, warm coffee cup in hand. "We learned how soil whispers mysteries. A patch of marsh plants here? That's Mother Nature shouting 'high water table.'"