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Benjamin Shelor Obituary

Published by Legacy Remembers on Sep. 22, 2009.

Ben A. Shelor, 68, of Newtown, VA left this world on Tuesday, September 22, 2009. He was the son of the late Fredrick Lynn and Mary Simmons Shelor of Sandston, VA. He was a beloved husband and Father, he is survived by his wife, Virginia (Biddie) Walker Shelor; children, Jennifer Travis Shelor, of Midlothian, VA, and Forrest Lynn Shelor of Richmond, VA.; brother, Fredrick McIver Shelor of Chesterfield, VA. Ben will be remembered as a renowned craftsman of custom knives, a talented firearms engraver, an outdoor sportsman and a true friend. He not only followed his own drumbeat, he marched to his own band, and will be sorely missed. Friends are invited to join family at his home Sunday, October 4, 2009 from 2pm to 5pm to celebrate his life. Memorial contributions may be made to the Upper King & Queen Rescue Squad, P.O. Box 154, Newtown, VA. 23126, or to the Upper King & Queen Fire Department, P.O. Box 5, Newtown, VA. 23126

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Brion Boyles

September 4, 2017

Ben was a good friend, a real man whom I took an instant liking to. I just learned of his passing and sit hear thinking about him. He was an inveterate tinkerer with little tiny model train steam locomotives, a hobby which we shared... and we always traded parts for his collection of "little fellers". I laff to myself now, thinking of his great big hands working on those little locomotives that no one else wanted...He would visit me often in my backyard shop at home and a little hobby shop in Woodbridge, VA, bringing some venison he'd hunted in his backyard... and we'd chat at length, telling stories and swapping lies. "I reckon I don't make too much of m'self" was a saying of his, a tongue-in-cheek salute to humility...but he was a GREAT craftsman and a big ol' bear of a friend. I miss him dearly....Adios, Amigo...remember to wave at me from the cab of your engine as you pass by.