Grevicci
स्वर्णिम सदस्य
When I was a young boy I was one day fascinated to see the game (chess) that my Dad & my older cousin were playing-with clear red  &  smoky colored pieces.  It indeed looked like an interesting game. During my preteen into my late teen years I took an avid interest in chess so I bought a board for home use, a little travelling set and several books. My favorite books were several of  the Bobby Fischer books. I would sit for hours just playing out the games and trying to learn the openings. I often played chess probably into my early-mid twenties. But when I was still a preeteen and after being able to beat my dad consistently, I joined the local chess club at a recreation center where I really had a fun time learning more and more and even commonly beating the regular elderly, pipe-smoking men. I even remember that occasionally I would go downtown to the Denver Public Library where various people off of the streets would hang out. There was a "game" room pretty much devoted for chess and checkers where I would watch and play. These are the memories that I remember as a young boy. I didn't really play so much in my 30s and even my 40s as I just got too busy with school and family. But in the past few years, I've regained that interest again. Although I just don't have the time, yet, to devote entirely to chess,  I still enjoy the challenges and mental exercise that I receive from it. It is a great stress reliever besides and  a hobby that I look forward to getting better and try to extend my limits as far as I can. Even now, that I have a son (7 years old), I enjoy teaching him the game and I can tell that he has a sharp little mind and if he keeps up with the game that someday he'll probably exceed my capabilities and he too, when he's older,  will look back and tell his story of when he could beat his dad too!