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"We Need Each Other"
Brentwab
Allow me to tell you something the majority of septic companies will not: there are two kinds of people in this world. Those who believe septic systems are just "underground boxes for waste," and those who've had raw sewage erupting into their backyard at midnight. I discovered this distinction the difficult way in 2005—standing in sludge, shivering in a Washington deluge, as my siblings and I helped a grizzled installer restore our family's collapsed system. I was fourteen. My hands ached. My pants were wrecked. But that night, something changed: This is not just digging. It's folks' lives we're safeguarding.
Let me share the ugly truth: most septic companies just maintain tanks. They're like band-aid salesmen at a demolition convention. But Septic Solutions? They're unique. It all originated back in the beginning of the 2000s when Art and his brothers—just kids barely tall enough to shoulder a shovel—aided install their family's septic system alongside a weathered pro. Visualize this: three pre-teens waist-deep in Pennsylvania clay, understanding how soil permeability affects drainage while their peers played Xbox. "We never just dig ditches," Art told me last winter, hot coffee cup in hand. "We discovered how soil whispers truths. A patch of marsh plants here? That's Mother Nature screaming 'high water table.'"