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The best of chess are the
people. I am devoting this area of my web site to
some human interest stories about well known people from the of chess
(Anecdotal tales, obituaries, eulogies etc.) I invite others to contribute "human interest pieces"
of this nature. Please send the contributions to:
chessdon@aol.com.
Click on the names
shown below to get the stories or click on silly quiz and see how well you
know some of our "well known" chess people.
Fan Adams
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Arnold Denker
Gary Kasparov
Alexander Wojtkiewicz
Silly Quiz
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Fan Adams
Eulogy given by
Don Schultz
NYC April 1, 1999
I wish to say a few words in memory of a very wonderful man --- Fan Adams.
During the last ten years I worked with Fan
both on the Policy Board of the United States Chess Federation and in
representing US Chess to the international chess community. I learned a
great deal about Fan and would like to share some of that with you.
Fan Adams was a man of few words. But when Fan
spoke, we all listened. At an emergency Policy Board meeting of the United
States Chess Federation, we were there to select a new Executive Director.
There were five highly qualified candidates to consider. Each Board Member
spoke in turn, Fan went last. He made his points in less than five minutes
while each of the other Board members spoke fifteen minutes or more. Fan's
choice was different from that of any other Board Member. He gave us in very
concise and succinct fashion the reasons for his choice. When he finished
and discussion reopened, it was clear that all seven of us on the Board now
favored as our first choice the man whom, only moments before . . . Fan had,
as his first choice. We may have spoken longer than Fan but his few words
were the decisive ones.
Fan Adams was a man of integrity. When he was
the delegate of the United States Chess Federation to the infamous 1994 FIDE
Congress at Moscow his integrity shone through. At that Congress, Fan led
the battle against the heavy handed and illegal tactics employed by the
World Chess Federation's leadership in order for them to stay in power. That
evening, before the crucial vote, I was with Fan. We received a phone call
from a member of the US Chess Federation Board. He informed us that the
Board had voted and that Fan must change his position and support the group
that in fact he had been campaigning against. Rather than go against his
principles, Fan resigned on the spot from a job he cherished. History would
prove him correct. Within a year after his resignation, he was completely
vindicated when public outrage resulted in his overwhelming election to the
very Board that caused him to resign as US Delegate to the World Chess
organization.
Fan Adams was a humble man. I remember Fan
receiving many awards and accolades for his chess contributions. Each time
he seemed embarrassed and he always tried to shift and share the honor.
Fan Adams was a man of steel. Whether in
meetings or face to face, Fan always asked the tough questions. But he
always separated the issues from the personalities and those whom he fought
vehemently on issues were often those whose company he preferred to have
dinner, conversation and a glass of red wine.
Fan Adams nevertheless was a Teddy Bear. He
could not bear to see his friends and associates treated unfairly or suffer
in any way. I recall once a staff manager being severely criticized for
deficiencies. Fan saw the man's pain and despite agreeing that much of the
criticism was valid, he gave the employee every benefit of the doubt. Fan
went against his own instincts. The heart of the man of steel would always
melt when personal suffering or embarrassment were at stake.
I will always cherish the friendship I had with
Fan. In my many discussions with him, I learned a great deal about Fan and
the Adams family. I learned of a great love between two wonderful people,
Fan and Emiko. Fan loved Emiko and Emiko loved Fan. You are both so lucky to
have each other.
Dear Emiko, Becky and Susannah, thank you so
much for sharing a little of Fan with us. We in the chess community will be
forever thankful.
Don
Schultz
Gary
Kasparov
by Don Schultz
I remember in a major
tournament, one of his games was being considered for the best game award.
At that time he was the world champion. What he did was unheard of; he
lobbied with the committee for his game pointing out deficiencies in his
opponents game. I can’t imagine another world champion doing such a thing –
but that is Gary. He never hides his feelings. What you see is what you get.
I remember a CNN news show. It was during the time that Gorbachev was under
house arrest and an infamous hard-line communist committee seemed to have
taken control of the Soviet Union. The CNN show featured brilliant foreign
affairs scholars including US delegate to the UN Jean Kirkpatrick. World
Champion Garry Kasparov was on that panel. Everyone but Garry predicted the
demise of Gorbachev and a return to a hard line Soviet Union Regime. Garry
said: “Absolutely not” and went on to predict exactly what happened. They
scoffed at Garry but he was unequivocal and spoke his mind. This is the
Kasparov I have seen most of the time – confident and open, two very
admirable traits.
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Arnold Denker or
The Andrew I Knew
by Don Schultz
The Andrew I knew went by the name of Arnold. His real name was Andrew, but
an Uncle kept calling him Arnold and it stuck. Family, the chess world and
everyone always called him Arnold and few knew that was not his name.
“Hello Don, this is
Arnold” - Over the last quarter century, Arnold would call me at every few
days and these were the words I first heard. I’ll never hear them again and,
each time my telephone rings, I will think of Arnold.
Yes, I will miss him, but
I will also look back with pleasure at the fun time of the past, how
fortunate I was to have as my friend: “The Man Chess Loved”
When I think of Arnold, I
think of the press rooms of the great world championships of the eighties.
Typically you would see, surrounded by journalists, Arnold and a few of his
friends such as Tal and Najdorf holding court. There were no computers to
help the press, only the candid discussion among these giants of the chess
world.
At chess meetings, Arnold
had a little trick that few ever realized. It was always pre-planned and
always worked though used sparingly for just the right debates. Here is how
it worked. During the debate, Arnold would remain quiet. Then suddenly he
would jump up, rush to the mike, pay no addition to those waiting to be
recognized and bypassed them in line. He would shout in the microphone:
“This is a disgrace, I can’t believe you are even thinking of doing this;
I’m getting out of here.” He would then turn and head for the door. Always,
before he reached the door someone from the opposition would say” “Wait
Arnold, don’t leave, we will work this out, how about . . .”
When I think of Arnold, I
think of Gabriel Schartzman whom we both met at the chess Olymiad in
Thessalonika, Greece in 1988. Gabriel, then 12 years old, came to us and
said: “Hello, my name is Gabriel Schwartzman and I am a chessplayer, Would
you like to see some of my games.” “Sure,” we said. Well we were so
impressed that we arranged for a match between Gabriel and Arnold in
Florida. Gabriel and his family later became lifelong friends of ours.
Gabriel also became the youngest grandmaster in the world, He went to the U
of Florida, studied business administration and has achieved great success
as an American businessman. He and his parents are now enjoying a life in
Florida they would never have realized had they stayed in Romania. Both
Arnold and I take great satisfaction in having had something to do with
that.
Another time, Rhona
Petroysan, widow of former world champion Tigran Petroysan asked Arnold if
he could help her move to the states. Arnold and I discussed this and
decided the easiest way was to find an American chessplayer for Rhona to
marry. We decided our friend Donald Stone was the perfect person. “What are
you nuts?” were Stone’s immediate reply to our request. We were a bit taken
back by this since Donald , who was in his late seventies, always responded
to a call for help when it involved the game he loved. Nevertheless, we
weren’t about to be put off so easily. Stone continued: “I’m only a B
player. I’ve been married before and vowed I’d never do it again. I’m too
old.” We listened to all these attempts by Stone to avoid his responsibility
but remained undeterred. Finally our persistence succeeded: “Okay” he said,
“Is she pretty?” We gave Rhona and Donald the information they needed in
order to get in touch with each other.
But, the marriage never
took place as Rhona found a way to enter the U.S. through more conventional
means.
Arnold’s second passion
was going to the race track. He and I would sit indoors watching the odds
change, suddenly he would jump up and rush away to place his bet. He’d
return and say in a loud voice to me: “I bet ten big ones on number five,”
heads would turn to see who the big bettor was. What they didn’t realize was
ten big ones meant ten bucks which is what Arnold and I generally would bet
on any race.
Upon leaving the track,
I’d generally drop Arnold off at his apartment and head home. Arnold would
call Teresa to let her know I’m on my way. When Teresa answered, she would
immediately say: “Okay Arnold, how much money did you almost win today?” You
see Arnold would never lose; he would win or almost win.
Another time as I was
about to leave my seat, Arnold said to me: “Don, I was up all night
handicapping this race and number six can’t lose, take my word for it.” Now
Arnold was an excellent handicapper, so I left and bet on six. I returned to
my seat and looked over at Arnold still studying the race. He turned and
said: “Gosh, how did I miss this look at that four horse, I’m betting big
bucks on him.” Arnold jumped up, left and bet on the four horse. Of course
the four horse won and the six horse came in last.
In many ways, Arnold was
the most impatient man I ever knew. He would never wait for a red light.
Whether in Buenos Aires, New York or Paris, Arnold would rush across the
street weaving left and right dodging cars like any football star rushing
downfield on a hundred yard run.
Arnold and I didn’t always agree. One time we had a
serious argument. Finally Arnold got up, left my hotel room and slammed the
door. I rushed to the door opened it up and called to Arnold; “Okay, we will
do it your way.” He turned, smiled and said: “See it always works!”
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Alexander Wojtkiewicz
Memories
by Steve
Immitt
One of my many fond memories of "Wojo" is the scene immediately after the
final decisive "money" game had concluded (pick the tournament), it
was the same scenario for all of them). No sooner had the two players
stopped their clock then Wojo was already in the TD room, where he would
invariably stride confidently to the head of the long prize line, blithely
unaware of the "lower-rateds" already assembled there (much to their
astonishment and chagrin), and announce, "cash?"
I am going to miss having the honor of writing
more prize checks to Wojo, and being able to cash them for him.
Alex often played in the all-night, overnight, Game/30 "Insanity"
tournaments I ran at the Marshall Chess Club, which the more "sensible" GMs
roundly eschewed. But not Wojo-- I could swear that he appeared to
actually look forward to the all-night festivities!
In one of the early Saturday night tournaments a few years ago, Wojo, playing White
(in the days before time delay clocks were common), had built up a
formidable attacking position against his Expert opponent. Half-in-jest (I
guess), the opponent, himself a veteran competitor in the overnight niche,
and true to the spirit of the Insanity, made a claim of "Insufficient Losing
Chances." Wojo didn't understand what was going on, and when I explained,
trying to keep a straight face, that his opponent was requesting that the
game be declared a draw, Wojo, in a half-laughing, half-scolding tone, began
to loudly lecture his clownish opponent in the tournament room.
"I have Knights on f5 and d5, I control the f-file, I sack on g7 and
you are mated!. Black is absolutely lost!"
I then proceeded to deduct a minute off the opponent's clock (the
penalty for a draw claim of that type being denied), but Wojo stopped me.
"Let's just finish the game," he insisted. The opponent, duly chastened,
proceeded to succumb to Wojo's barrage, and sheepishly resigned prior to
Alex indignantly mating him anyway.
Wojo played in the NY State Action Championship in Saratoga Springs
on Friday night of Labor Day Weekend some years ago. After crushing the
field, I expected that he would also follow-up by entering the 3-Day
Schedule of the NY State Championship the next day.
But Wojo, studying his Chess Life, noticed that the prize fund in the
Southern California Open which the Continental Chess Association was running that year was quite a bit
larger. No matter that the field would undoubtedly be quite a bit stronger
than the players in the Saratoga tournament, or that the tournament was on
the other side of the country and started in a few hours! Promptly after
collecting his First Place prize at about 1 am, Alex then drove to Albany,
waiting at the airport for the first flight to LA the next morning, and
arrived at LAX just in time to phone Bill Goichberg with the familiar
instructions "Please pair me for Round 1!" He rushed into the tournament
room easily in time for his 11 am Round 1 game (with at least several
minutes to spare!), and ended up tying for tying for first with one or two
other GMs, I think. It's not clear if his net profit, minus the round-trip
airfare, amounted to a much bigger payday than the one he would have had in
Saratoga. But Alex, one of the most-traveled GMs on the tournament
circuit, may have taken the opportunity to cash in some of his frequent
flyer miles.
Silly Quiz
The quiz questions were derived during middle of the
night IM discussions between
Glenn Petersen
and me. The official correct
answers (not necessarily the correct answers) were determined from the
responses and information provided by
GM Yasser Seirawan, Harold Winston
or from the Glenn/me discussions.
Below are
the Questions and Answers: The winner of the quiz is
GM Yasser Seirawan
who also easily got the most votes for
nicest US Champion. Note where there is an "or" we didn't know and accepted
both answers. It is possible that new information will arrive causing us to
change an answer here and there. Although
Anand
got only one vote and
Jim Rachels
only a couple
for example got very few votes but knowing them both, I exercised my
self-given rights as quiz chair and designated
Anand
as the nicest World Champion (Spassky
came in first in votes)
In some cases we such as tallest world champion, we could not decide on the
correct answer so we marked the answer correct so long as one of the
possibilities was chosen.
1) Tallest?
Smyslov or Euwe
2) Shortest?
Steinitz or Morphy
3) Heaviest?
Petroysan or Smyslov
4) Oldest?
E. Lasker*
History is not clear if he resigned his title years before playing
Capablanca
7) Tallest?
Edmondson and Spann
8 Shortest?
Denis Barry,
Fred Cramer second
9) Heaviest?
Sperling or Doyle
11) Youngest?
Dlugy or Doyle
13) Tallest?
Christiansen or Marshall
17) Youngest?
Fischer, Nakamura second youngest
18) Nicest?
Yasser Seirawan
USCF
Executive (Policy) Board
19) Tallest?
Harry Sabine
20)
Shortest?
Doris Barry
21) Heaviest?
Woody Harris
22) Oldest?
Arnold Denker,
Kolty second, Schultz third
23) Youngest?
Dlugy or Doyle
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