Here is this week’s photograph and my story:
Sundays, after Dad died, Mom and I would head out to church and then to the town square where I’d play chess with Mr. Frank, who taught me to play the game for several years.
When we first started playing, Mr. Frank wouldn’t put his queen down as he set up the board. “I’ll just take this piece out while you’re learning,” he said at the start of our first game. He’d winked at me, and we’d begun playing.
I’ve made a good living playing chess tournaments since then, but I’ve never appreciated the game like I did when Mr. Frank surrendered his power to help me win a Sunday game on the square.
This week’s photo prompt is provided by Iain Kelly. Thank you Iain!