Sir A.B. King, elder brother of the great bluesman, served continuously as club president between the years 1955 and 1973. Yet nobody knows a damn thing about him.
It was speculated that he was a local landlord who patronised the club financially, if not socially, as an act of civic kindness. But nobody knew.
I'm sure he was a nice man, Sir A.B. King. Or perhaps he was a terrible brute. Either way, nobody knew anything or cared that a Knight of The Fucking Realm presided over the club for nearly twenty years.
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