On Thu, 12 Mar 2015 18:02:37 -0400,
cl...@snyder.on.ca wrote:
>No pay-ffs. And the insurance companies are regulated.
>
That's what they say, but they are just like the government, they kiss
butt to those who pay them off...... The "regulated" part os just what
they want us to believe.....
>I've personally seen a lot of cast iron drain/waste pipe failures and
>have had to repair a few of them. I've seen a LOT of failed galvanized
>water pipe too, and have been involved in repairing them. Go to remove
>the damaged pipe and it breaks 6 feet away. Get it all patched up and
>turn on the water and you find another fitting cracked just beyond
>the last repair. I finally convinced my friend to replace the entire
>run with copper, all across the basement. (was piping to the laundry).
>When he redid the upstairs bathroom, he had to replace both hot and
>cold rizers up the wall, which meant he also had to redo the kitchen
>pipes - and they put plastic drains in at the same time (the cast iron
>had rust blisters all over)
As I've mentioned before, I worked for a plumber for almost 10 years in
the 80's. I have seen it all. I worked in a large city where many
homes were close to 100 years old. I ran into a lot of crap plumbing.
But the type of city water did not seem to clog the really old
galvanized pipes too much. Yet, in the suburbs where many people had
wells (including my parents home), those galv pipes were very clogged.
An yea, they could be a huge pain to fix. I can count the number of
times I'd fix tht stuff in my parents home, and for days afterwards the
faucet strainers were filling up with rust chunks. My dad was very
stubborn about changing all of the pipes. But one time I had a bunch of
copper pipe left over from a job, and I just replaced the main from the
meter to everything in the basement and water heater. I only left the
galv rizer pipes inside the walls. Dad was shocked to see how much
pressure there was. And his original galv. pipes were only about 35
years old.
But in the city with the city water, some of those pipes were 50, 60,
even 70 years old and still worked well. What I hated were those lead
pipes. When I encountered them, if they had a leak, I would buy a screw
on adaptor, and connect copper or galv pipes from there on. The lead
rarely sprung a leak, but I never got the knack of repairing them. I
did however learn to lead together cast iron drain pipes, and in fact I
enjoyed doing them. I rarely encountered bad cast iron pipes, but did a
few times. Most of my leading was on broken toilet flanges, and a few
times to modify the stack pipes for an addition.
As far as drain pipes, I never thought twice about replacing them with
PVC. Those galv drain pipes were always a problem and clogged easily.
It was much easier to just replace them than repair the galv. pipes.
But generally I left the cast iron stack alone.
I did have one unusual situation. Two very elderly women lived together
and told me that none of the sinks or bathtub drain had worked in 15
years. They had bucketed the water out of the door or window all those
years. But they kept dumping draino and other chemicals down the drains
for all of those 15 years. I quickly found that no snake or anything
else would go down those pipes, and as soon as my pipe wrench touched
any of them, they just fell apart. Those pipes were like swiss cheese.
I went to the basement of this 2 story home, and decided to replace all
the 1-1/2" galv drain pipes all the way to the second floor. I told the
owners I had to rip out some walls, and they would need to get a
plasterer. They agreed. When I went to the basement to remove one of
the main pipes, I put the wrench on it, and the pipe broke off the cast
iron stack. Moments later the entire stack and most of the galv pipes
from inside the walls came crashing down. I got hit by a large section
of pipe, and almost got knocked out. But worse yet was all that crud
that poured all over me, which had all those chemicals. It hot in my
eyes, burned my skin real badly, and I ended up ripping off my clothing
in that basement and using a hose from the laundry tub to wash myself
off. I found a blanket in that basement, wrapped myself in it and drove
to the hospital ER. After being treated, I called those women and
explained what happened and why I left without telling them.
It took me several days for my eyes to recover and I had burns all over
parts of my body. It was not for at least a week I went back to that
job, with a sawsall grinder and a rented cutting torch and just removed
everything. Even the vent pipe in the attic was full of holes.
Apparently the fumes from all those chemicals ate that up.
I ended up replacing every drain pipe in the home, used a fernco to
couple 4" PVC to the cast iron stub 3" above the basement floor, and had
to install a new vent pipe out of the roof. Then I had to haev a roofer
come and patch around the roof flashing, because that was a very steep
and high roof and I was not going up there. It turned out to be a
costly job for those women, and they still needed to get a plasterer to
replace considerable wall damage. And I really tried hard to not take
out too much of the walls and ceilings. But almost every fixture,
toilets and everything had to be removed...
That was the worst plumbing job I ever did.
On top of all the building damage, those women had all sorts of antiques
in that basement and much was ruined by all that crud and chemicals.
Yet those women were understanding. I explained to them that those
chemicals had destroyed all the pipes and they understood.
I was never more glad to leave that job for the last time.