I never really played open games a great deal when I was a serious chess player, so this book didn't influence me as much as it otherwise might have done. But while people are paying tribute to the recently departed greats, I must share this rather moving story that I saw in a recent number of
New In Chess. It was written by Bronstein's widow, and she was talking about his last days.
He'd had a massive stroke, and it had clearly affected his mind. She wanted to know how much, so she asked him a few simple questions: his name, where he was born, stuff like that. He answered everything correctly. And then she said:
"David, who was the greatest ever interpreter of the King's Indian Defence?"
She was clearly expecting him to say that he was - many people consider he had an obvious claim. But Bronstein whispered:
"Geller..."
Courteous, exact and kind of amusing even on his deathbed. You can see why the whole chess world loved him.