Fifty-one years later, Jude Acers can still hear the champion’s footsteps approaching him.
It was late on a Thursday night — March 24, 1964 — at the Young Women’s Christian Association on Gravier Street. The YWCA’s old floor creaked when you walked on it, Acers recalls.
As night ticked on to early Friday morning, Acers and 74 other local chess players waited their turn as grandmaster and national champion Robert J. “Bobby” Fischer methodically — and a little noisily — made his way toward their boards. He was playing all of them simultaneously.