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"We Need Each Other"
Brentwab
Allow me to tell you something the majority of septic companies won't: there are two kinds of people in this world. Those who assume septic systems are simply "buried containers for waste," and those who've had raw sewage erupting into their property at the dead of night. I discovered this distinction the tough way in 2005—standing in muck, shivering in a Washington deluge, as my family and I aided a weathered installer fix our family's collapsed system. I was 14. My hands were raw. My clothes were destroyed. But that moment, something crystallized: This isn't just digging. It's families' lives that we're preserving.
This is the ugly truth: nearly all septic companies just service tanks. They are like band-aid salesmen at a demolition convention. But Septic Solutions? They are unique. It all began back in the beginning of the 2000s when Art and his family—just kids barely tall enough to carry a shovel—aided install their family's septic system alongside a grizzled pro. Imagine this: three kids knee-deep in Pennsylvania clay, discovering how soil permeability affects drainage while their buddies played Xbox. "We did not just dig trenches," Art shared with me last winter, hot coffee cup in hand. "We discovered how earth whispers truths. A patch of wetland vegetation here? That's Mother Nature shouting 'high water table.'"