I think if anyone has a high lead count is should be the old retired plumbers like me
I have worn a lead over coat several times while being a plumber for almost 40 years. It has never been from having a lead pot running 6-7 hrs a day under floors with water dripping through from rain or with the pot outside with rain starting. I heard a lot of pops but the drops turn to vapor with out going under the lead surface. A couple times I had 30# plus lead pots blow out and that happen once from a hail stone and several times from sticking a cold ladle in the pot without prewiring it or lowering a couple 5# cold ingots. When you do that you will feel a vibration and maybe hear a rumble before it gives you a lead coat. The water or moisture has to be trapped below the surface and the steam does the dirty work.
I had lead pots glowing a dull cherry red in crawl spaces and rooms and I had them check for lead several times during my yearly check up lab tests and it has always been normal. During my early time in the trades I wiped a lot of lead joints pouring lead in a asbestos rag in my hand then wiping it over the connection spigot on the waterline goose necks and soldering copper pipes using 50/50 solder, but you don't wipe your eyes with your fingers or eat your sandwiches with the dirty bare fingers.
The reason a dog has so many friends is because he wags his tail instead of his tongue.
"Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery"Winston Churchill
I remember on our dairy farm I always used raw gasoline to clean the grease off my hands and forearms after greasing the equipment before heading to the fields.
Any one ever make molitof cocktails with beer bottles and paper towel wicks? Boy that was fun at our gravel pit dump site on the farm ! I should have been dead a hundred times over what with this crazy crap, four motor cycles and my early cannon experiments! God has watched over a rather inquisitive and often foolish person, no doubt!
mdeland wrote: ↑Wed Feb 19, 2020 4:44 pm
I remember on our dairy farm I always used raw gasoline to clean the grease off my hands and forearms after greasing the equipment before heading to the fields.
Any one ever make molitof cocktails with beer bottles and paper towel wicks? Boy that was fun at our gravel pit dump site on the farm ! I should have been dead a hundred times over what with this crazy crap, four motor cycles and my early cannon experiments! God has watched over a rather inquisitive and often foolish person, no doubt!
Must be a dairy farm thing (where I also grew up). We used cloth rather than paper-towel and liked to toss them onto the frozen pond in the middle of winter. Or cherry bombs & TNTs under a can. Lots of shrapnel flying around. Sad that in some cities they want to arrest you if your 10yr-old gets caught going to the local park by himself.
Yeh, or go to the machine shed and get into the can of blasting powder used for blowing stumps or splitting logs and fill a tennis ball with powder and stick a short split cannon fuse in it give it a couple wraps with electrical tape, take the fence post driver drill a hole just above the base, put a little powder in it, drop the ball in, light the fuse and you have a hand held mortar what a 12 year old could get away with back then
Take your .22 rifle to a one room School house and put the rifle in the coat closet and after School go to the dump and shoot rats.
The reason a dog has so many friends is because he wags his tail instead of his tongue.
"Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery"Winston Churchill
We had an ancient five gallon pale, half full of dynamite, in our basement, that hadn't been turned in years and I was afraid to remove it as the nitro leaches out and becomes very unstable. We finally got it removed but I don't remember how. Probably my dad when we were at school.
Kurt, when I was in 11th grade we had a class I was in that had an assignment to present a short play/skit while in class. My group did a self defense scenario where by the victim after getting mugged pulls out a "piece" and ventilates the assailant. Well I talked my track coach into letting me use his starter gun with some blanks. I got to do the shooting of course since I procured the starter gun. When my big moment came I whipped out the rod and torched off a couple where by Mrs. Thomas ,the teacher, about had a coronary, as I had failed to let here in on the secret ingredient.
My that was a loud little sucker in the confines of that class room! Well the girls screamed and the guys howled with laughter and clapping! Needless to say it was off to the principles office again! A rather common occurrence I have to admit.
Boy, some folks just do not appreciate good drama I guess!
When I was in grade school science lab we would take mercuric oxide and heat it over a bunsen burner until it turned into mercury. We would put the silvery glob on the counter and roll it around. Then we would use our fingers to coat a penny with it and make a "dime".
I don't know how many times I had Mercurochrome put on me as a kid; or how many ingots my Dad and I made out of wheel weights; or how many bullets we cast, loaded, shot, then dug out of the dirt bank with our fingers to melt again.
I was lucky; we got to use white gas to clean up.
When I lived in Tucson, a middle school was entirely evacuated when a kid dropped a thermometer in the science lab. Made the local news.
And of course all the wildlife is going extinct from eating hunter's bullets. Sheesh.
