Amazingly, in 1973, my oldest brother won the chess tournament at his high school, then his district, then his region. He was all set to go on to the state championships when this article came out. My dad wouldn't take him to the championships to compete.
It was part of the beginning of the end as to why my brother left the "troof".
I hadn't thought about this in years. Years later in the 1990s I took my son, whose dad is an elder and stepmom is a pioneer, to compete in chess tournaments. He kept his trophies on the mantel at his dad's house and noone batted an eye.
Regarding board games, we played Risk but I couldn't get into Axis and Allies. It seemed so wasteful to me to send my troops in to be killed. I always wanted to declare peace or even a stalemate would have been sufficient.
St. Ann