During the freezing days with single digit temperatures, we,
like so many others, lost our water. Since we are on a well I had to turn off
the power…and begin the search for a break in the labyrinth of pipes in a
39-year old house.
Dressed for an expedition to one of the Polar Regions and
with a light on my hat, I entered the crawl space. Upon finding the break near
the foundation, I realized that when the plumbing had been added for a
sprinkler system, it had no cut off valve. There was no way to isolate the problem.
Upon returning from my expedition, I called my friend and plumber who at the
moment had his "hair on fire" with broken pipes all around town. He said that
he might be able to get to it the next day.
After a trip to Lowes and with the
purchase of a cutoff value, appropriate primer, glue and a new hacksaw, I
re-entered the cave. Oh, the epitome of trust is when your wife watches you
crawl under the house with a miner's light and a hacksaw.
Shortly after cutting
the pipe my cell phone range. It was the plumber. While reassuring, he said
that he would come by in about twenty minutes. I waited for him before I turned
the water on. On arrival he crawled under the house, signed off on the work and
with laughs and high fives we returned from the nether land.
Del. Chris Peace
has introduced a bill that calls for a Governor's School in trade and technical
education. It's a great idea. While degrees from three wonderful Virginia institutions
have been rewarding, it was a father and rural high school that taught basic
skills…and the guidance of a master plumber… that brought the water back.