GrahamClayton: Moorman was a Virginian chess player, whose memory is perpetuated by the Virginia State Championship trophy being named the Wilbur Moorman trophy.
Some information on the trophy and Moorman's career from the VirginiaChess website:
"The Wilbur Moorman trophy, a black and silver plaque, will be engraved and sent to Lt Matheson. He will keep it one year and then the players will compete again for the trophy. The winner will also receive other awards given by the federation. Winners in the lower classes will be given prizes ... It was decided to stage the next tournament in Norfolk at the invitation of that club. Officers elected for the coming year were W W Inge of Staunton, President; John N Buck of Lynchburg, Vice-President; Commander Charles Porter of Norfolk, Treasurer; and Capt John E Manning of Norfolk, Secretary."
The interesting thing here is that the Moorman trophy we use today is not a "black and silver plaque." It's a hefty silver loving cup, about 18 inches tall with its base, engraved with names of every state champion from Matheson in 1936 right through to the present. (After 1972 they ran out of room on the cup itself, so names from 1973 forward appear on silver plates affixed to the wooden base.) The "black and silver plaque" most likely describes a second, perhaps one that the champion was permitted to keep permanently. The Moorman Cup is a rotating trophy, passed from champion to champion.
The question naturally arises: who was Wilbur Moorman and why is our state championship trophy named after him? The answer comes from the previously-mentioned reminiscences by John Buck. In the May 1963 Chess Review, Buck wrote about "my onetime good friend and chess coach Wilbur L Moorman," who he called "probably the strongest chess player Virginia ever had."
"During the summer of 1934, [Moorman] was kind enough to play a long series of semi-serious games with me. (I was trying to sharpen up for the State Tournament to be held in Staunton over Labor Day that year.) From time to time I'd urge him to enter the tournament (even though it had been years since he'd undertaken tournament chess). I told him and meant it quite seriously that no state title would have any meaning unless he played. Finally, in spite of his advanced age, he consented to enter. And he soon made me regret my importuning by defeating me in an early round . As we sat down for the final round, Lt John Matheson (now the retired Colonel who conducts the Armed Forces Tournament), who was Intercollegiate Champion that year, was leading the tournament by a half point. I turned to Moorman, who was playing back and said half in jest: 'Well, you put me out of it. Now put me back in. If you'll beat Matheson, I'll beat Mitchell" (our good friend W M P Mitchell of Brookline, who passed away in '62). As luck would have it, Moorman did just that (and so did I) and I skimmed through to the top. The remarkable thing to me is that in his late 70s or early 80s (I don't know his exact birth date, unfortunately) Wilbur Moorman finished third in a strong state tournament and had the satisfaction of beating both the players (much younger than he) who finished ahead of him. On Friday of that same week, (September 7, 1934), Moorman [died] suddenly while sitting at his chess table playing over a game from the state tournament in which he had just competed. He was a grand old gentleman."