Do you have a favorite memory about chess? It could be online, or in-person.
For me, I have two favorite memories. My first one is the very first time I learned how to play chess. I think I must have been 13/14, freshman in high school. I was bored at lunch and went to the chess club, which met in our history teacher's room during lunch time. One of my friends-friend was there, so I watched him play. It was like watching a wizard do sorcery -- I literally understood nothing. After his game, I asked to play with him. We played a game, and he beat me immediately with a Scholar's Mate. LOL. From there, he showed me (briefly) how the pieces moved and the overall concepts. He was a nice guy, but also took every chance to beat the literal crap out of me on the board. Game after game, day after day, he beat me up with no mercy. But after a few weeks, I started putting up a little bit of a fight. I still lost mercilessly to him, but I remember actually getting to the end-game about 1-2 weeks in, and he was impressed. My favorite memory is that first game where I fondly remember not knowing what the heck is going on at all. The pieces moved like UFO saucers, his hands moved the pieces like lightning. It felt and still feels like a fever dream!
My other favorite memory is playing chess at Pebble Beach resort on Christmas morning with my brother. To this day I don't know how my family got a Christmas booking for Pebble Beach (it's in California, very expensive, and we were not very wealthy growing up, but my dad must have saved up for months for the trip). I think my mom bought us a simple glass chessboard for Christmas. That morning, we opened it, and promptly played multiple games on it. At this point, I had been playing for like a year, so I beat my brother up pretty good. But we had fun, all morning, with the crackling fire of Christmas morning. Great memory.
What about you? What is your favorite chess memory?