In my continuing baptism by fire into the sale of rural property, I spent an entire day last month overseeing a home inspection for my buyers. The home was not a big problem, but the septic tank was nowhere to be found. The owner thought he knew where it was, and he and the listing agent got together the night before and tried to dig it up. No tank, no leach field. The septic inspector, a nice older gentleman, came out around 10 AM with his backhoe. He dug where the owner thought the tank was. No luck. He flushed a (1 comments)