In loving, living memory, John Melançon 1928 – 2007
Dad was a really great volleyball player, he said. The neighborhood he was in had their own neighborhood version (permanent positions) and he played center at the net. Somehow volleyball had caught on there.
Was the star of the team that beat everyone in the neighborhood, never got knocked out, until they got a team together of real athletic types from outside the neighborhood who beat them for that one game.
Could jump high and stay there, sometimes would fake hitting the ball with his right hand and spike it with his left.