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me community was shocked and saddened to learn of the death of lifelong resident Mr. Stanish W. “Sam’ Riley about 12:30 a.m. Saturday morning from an apparent heart attack. A graveside service was held on Monday at Amissville Baptist Church cemetery. Clergy officiating mcluded Rev. Rodriquez, Rev. Ev•ffett, and Rev. A.C. Walker. I- Mr. Riley was eulogized as a ▼fery meticulous craftsman, a man with “faith like an anchor that Hblds,” a sense of humor with wit »hd wisdom, a master storyteller, and most of all, a real asset to the community.

Mrs. Riley was pleased to have her nephew, Paul Newton, of Chicago, along with Michelle and Darron, come in for a few days. Michelle remarked that the Rileys were really her grandparents since her deceased mother Jackie was raised by. them. Paul said they had moved to. Chicago about 10 years ago; he was glad he had come home in March to see the Rileys. • Some may not realize it, but Mrs. Katherine Riley is a descendant of the Amiss family, for whom Amissville was named.

Memorial contributions may be made to Amissville Fire and Rescue Company or to Forest Grove Baptist Church. ; Mr. Riley was like a “walking history book.” I enjoyed talking with him about the “good ole days.” He had a great sense of humor and was a hard worker. On one occasion, he walked over to his mantle, picked up a metal cap and asked if I knew what it. was. He related the following interesting story about the “Model-T Radiator Cap.” . When he’ was about 12 to 14 years old, he skipped school one day and worked at the nearby Deathridge Farm, hauling manure all day. For his work he was given the Model-T radiator cap. (His cousin, Raymond Poe, also skipped school and worked with him that day; he also received an item of equivalent Value.) Sam’s sister returned home before Sam and told his mother about him skipping school, and he received a “whipping” upon his return. I suspect that was the last time he skipped school.

Mr. Riley was bom at the Scotia Farm, just down the road from where he built his present home in which he and Mrs. Katherine Riley have lived more than 21 years. They had been married for 56 years.

Mr. Riley grew up in the home in which the Kellerts now own on U.S. 211, in the heart of the village. Actually, Mr. Riley told me Ids Uncle Hugh Riley and Sam’s dad exchanged houses. Sam’s dad originially owned the home in which Navy Captain and Mrs. L.B. Stuart lived, but the Stuarts purchased it from Mr. Hugh Riley. About 10 years ago Mr. Riley rediscovered the cap at his “home place,” where it had been since

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