I'll try to keep a long story short.
This 1939 2 story brick hovel sits on an 8" poured foundation on the
side of a hill/cliff and time and gravity and water are doing what
time and gravity and water do. The slope is so severe the foundation
sill is at grade in front and the basement is a walkout, so it falls
about 8' in 33' (and keeps going).
The previous owners had a window opening in the foundation enlarged to
accept a fixed 5.5 x 42" window, by a nitwit who managed to cut
through 2 horizontal lengths of rebar, effectively nearly severing
that corner of the house.
I've been looking at this for years, but I didn't know the extent of
the damage until we got new windows and they yanked that one.
I suspect the same nitwit did the halfass tuckppointing job to hide
the deterioration. He cut 1/8" W x 1/2" D slots in the mortar,
crammed them half full then tried to smear the mud over the whole
We had an engineer out in '08. He recommended a steel "staple dowel"
be recessed across the header re-tying the unsound foundation to the
semi-sound foundation. We tried for 2 years to get anyone to bid on
it, without succcess; they either never showed, or showed and we never
heard from them again.
I was thankful, I didn't have an ounce of faith in any of them.
We happen to know the orginal niwit so we called him in for a bid.
$9000. Even my laydown "whatever it costs is whatever it costs and I
want it" SO laughed at that. Given a number that girl will usually
stroke a check for the full amount and not think twice.
At this point it probably doesn't seem I'm trying to keep a long story
While this work was ongoing we're had quite a bit of rain. I sealed
that opening watertight, or so I thought untill water started pouring
in the header. It wasn't coming from the opening, it was coming in at
a HOLE in the sill of the window above and running down INSIDE the
I got a 3/8" x5" x10' steel plate and mounted it across the header
with 5 5/8" redheads.
Today, the minute my digital thermometer indicates that wall is 49°F
I'm injecting epoxy in the cracks, crossing my fingers and hoping for
Caution- Not for the squeemish: