I need to tell you something the majority of septic companies will not: there are two types of people in this life. Those who believe septic systems are merely “underground boxes for waste,” and those that have had raw sewage erupting into their backyard at the dead of night. I understood this distinction the hard way in 2005—waist-deep in muck, freezing in a Washington deluge, as my brothers and I aided a veteran installer restore our family’s broken system. I was 14. My hands were raw. My clothes were destroyed. But that night, something crystallized: This isn’t just manual labor. It’s people’s lives we are protecting.
Let me share the dirty truth: the majority of septic companies just maintain tanks. They’re like band-aid salesmen at a disaster convention. But Septic Solutions? They are special. It all began back in the beginning of the 2000s when Art and his siblings—just kids scarcely tall enough to carry a shovel—aided install their family’s septic system alongside a grizzled pro. Imagine this: three kids buried in Pennsylvania clay, discovering how soil porosity affects drainage while their peers played Xbox. “We never just dig trenches,” Art shared with me last winter, steaming coffee cup in hand. “We understood how soil whispers secrets. A patch of cattails here? That’s Mother Nature yelling ‘high water table.'”
