A couple weeks ago the guy I lease from was pouring some concrete blocks to put on the cultivator. He grabbed a hose and put on the spray nozzle, went back and turned the valve on. The nozzle was open so he ran to catch it before it sprayed all over. What was coming out of the hose was 100% Roundup. He had used it to fill the sprayer and forgot about it. He was soaked from head to toe. It was in his eyes and mouth.

He’s 76 years old.


I retired from the Johns Manville asbestos pop tart factory in ‘59, and still never made the connection.—-Slumlord