37Sydney 1978 - 1980
James Henderson had been able to recall for Vivienne the day he first saw warning labels on the asbestos cement sheets he used in his cottage building business. He had arrived early at the site in Yagoona to ensure the concrete was poured in the correct place. He never liked to leave that to others. On one occasion, the concreter had poured the concrete outside the well-marked lines as if he was creating a negative of the house’s footprint. The man had been up half the night seeing the arrival of his first child, so James was prepared to cut him some slack. He never poured the slab unsupervised again.
“Good job, Len!” James shouted to the cement-truck driver as he left, leaving the rest of the team on the trowels smoothing and levelling the cement. The driver gave hi
