The Postscript: Adventures everywhere

 

Last updated 7/21/2021 at 10:11am



Years ago, I had trouble with my septic system. If you’ve ever had that kind of trouble, you know what kind of trouble it can be.

I was living in my old farmhouse out in the middle of the woods and had no idea where the sewage went until it suddenly went nowhere. That’s when I called the septic guy.

The house (and presumably the septic tank) was 100 years old, and I had never had occasion to get overly curious about where the septic tank was or exactly how it worked — until it didn’t.

The septic guy located the tank and then made what I thought was a shocking comment. “There...



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