My dad died of lung cancer in 2016, within a month of being diagnosed, I was told at the time.
There were photos – if memory serves me right – of people using a circular saw to cut up the sheets of Eternit cladding for my dad’s cooling facility. The year was 1970 or thereabouts. I was still in primary school, I think. I certainly remember the construction.
My dad was a milkman and grocer. We also had a facility for cleaning and rinsing glass bottles but that was being phased out and was later turned into my bedroom so that my sister’s could each have their own bedroom on the same floor.
I’m sure that my uncle Harrie assisted with this project. He too died of lung cancer.
Likely mere coincidences. Then again… who knows?