Nice to know he was respected, or was it fear.
Reminds me of a time, between my Father and the local British Legion branch in our home town.
I think, but not 100% sure, my Dad was there at the laying of the foundation stone.
Anyway, I digress. In 1952, my Dad was struck down with Empyema of the lungs, and was pretty near deaths door, and was off work for almost 18 months.
My Mum approached the 'most benevolent British Legion', for help, being the wife of an old soldier.
'Certainly, we can help you out', came the reply.
2 men, for two days tidied the garden, and then no more to be seen.
When my Dad had recovered sufficiently, the first thing he did was to 'march' down to the British Legion and told them to stuff their generosity where the sun don't shine, and demanded his membership money back......lo and behold they did. All £2-7s-6d. :2fun:
He never stepped foot in the place again, and the same for a good few of his mates.