I need to explain something nearly all septic companies refuse to: there are
two types of people in this reality. Those who believe septic systems are
simply "underground boxes for waste," and those who've had raw sewage
bubbling into their property at the dead of night. I learned this reality
the difficult way in 2005—knee-deep in muck, freezing in a Washington
rainstorm, as my brothers and I helped a grizzled installer repair our
family's broken system. I was fourteen. My hands ached. My clothes were
destroyed. But that night, something crystallized: This isn't just dirt
work. It's folks' lives we are protecting.
This is the dirty truth: nearly all septic companies just service tanks.
They act like band-aid salesmen at a demolition convention. But Septic
Solutions? They're different. It all began back in the beginning of the
2000s when Art and his family—just kids hardly tall enough to shoulder a
shovel—helped install their family's septic system alongside a experienced
pro. Visualize this: three pre-teens waist-deep in Pennsylvania clay,
learning how soil permeability affects drainage while their buddies played
Xbox. "We did not just dig ditches," Art explained to me last winter,
steaming coffee cup in hand. "We learned how soil whispers mysteries. A
patch of marsh plants here? That's Mother Nature yelling 'high water
table.'"
