Sounds a bit like my dad. He worked on the rail line in his younger days and often spoke about the times they sprayed weeds with a knapsack all day long. He said the chemical came in big drums with a big skull and crossbones label on the side. The knapsacks leaked something dreadful and by the time he got home his clothes were drenched through with the stuff. He later worked on a farm and often recounted the times when he stood out in the paddock to help direct spray planes over his crops. Again he would get soaked in chemicals like Glypho, Tordon and 24D. He also sawed through plenty of sheets of asbestos fibre whenever he was building or renovating around the farm. He lived to the age of 89, eventually passing away due to heart failure. As far as we know, it seems he did not suffer from any conditions normally associated with chemicals or asbestos.
