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"We Need Each Other"
BrentInord
I need to explain something the majority of septic companies refuse to: there are two types of people in this world. Those who believe septic systems are merely "buried containers for waste," and those that have had raw sewage gurgling into their property at midnight. I understood this reality the hard way in 2005—knee-deep in muck, shivering in a Washington deluge, as my siblings and I aided a veteran installer restore our family's collapsed system. I was a teenager. My hands blistered. My pants were ruined. But that night, something clicked: This ain't just dirt work. It's folks' lives that we're protecting.
Here's the harsh truth: most septic companies just maintain tanks. They are like band-aid salesmen at a demolition convention. But Septic Solutions? They are different. It all started back in the beginning of the 2000s when Art and his siblings—just kids barely tall enough to lift a shovel—helped install their family's septic system alongside a weathered pro. Imagine this: three kids waist-deep in Pennsylvania clay, discovering how soil porosity affects drainage while their peers played Xbox. "We didn't just dig ditches," Art explained to me last winter, warm coffee cup in hand. "We learned how earth whispers secrets. A patch of marsh plants here? That's Mother Nature shouting 'high water table.'"