I know people think I'm weird for showing this
picture of our septic tank being cleaned, and even
more so that I took it in the first place, but you have to
understand how thoughts of our septic
tank hung over
my father's head like the Sword of Damocles. He worried about it all
the time. He
worried about
it getting clogged; he worried about it being flooded in heavy
rains; he worried
about it being
replaced by expensive sewers! So one day I hung out of my bedroom
window and
snapped this
photo. (Even in the last days of his life, my father was complaining
about a price
increase on
"Rid-X.") |