WATERBURY — The rousing live musical celebration of Mark Twain’s great American classic, Tom Sawyer, will be presented by Young Peopleâ&...
Yoga Center Plans Programs
WOODBURY — The Woodbury Yoga Center is offering a Valentine’s Day cooking class and dinner on Saturday, Febru...
Adult Programs
The Zang Collection of art, photography, and gardening books continues to grow. Please come and check out these beautiful books which were g...
Auditions For Sherman Players
SHERMAN — The Sherman Players will audition actors for the first play of the season, The Lady’s Not for Bu...
Diabetic Group To Meet
DANBURY — The Danbury Area Diabetic Association will meet at 7:30 pm on February 21 at the Pope John Paul nursing home, 33 Li...
Hotline Training For Women’s
Center Begins With Volunteers
DANBURY — The Women’s Center of Greater Danbury is in the proces...
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Seminar On Creating Health
BROOKFIELD — Prevention Plus Seminars health education series will present “Creating Health with Motivation a...
Kindergarten News
By Rachel Buethe and Kaitlin Eckert
Last Friday, Mrs Bushka and Mrs Pirone’s kindergarten classes had their “Marble Ja...
Middle Gate Science Lab Pets
By Emily Notaro and
Ashley Calero
Science is filled with many amazing and wonderful things. Middle Gate School is lucky to be able...
My name is Jack McAvoy, older brother of Joanne and Patricia McAvoy who lost their lives in an automobile accident 50 years ago on the date above. I wonder if any readers still remember two of the most wonderful sisters a brother could ever have, and I'll bet two of the nicest friends one could ever know. Joanne was 17, Patricia 15. I can't thank the Bee enough for posting this In Memoriam. As a regular reader of the "Way We Were" feature from my home in Pennsylvania, I wondered if any mention would be made of the accident as the sad anniversary approached. It was not (so far anyway), and I totally understood because that's probably not the place to recount such a tragic event. And then . . . then I clicked on Obituaries and saw that the precious memory of these dear girls is still alive in their hometown thanks to this newspaper with a heart. I am so moved. If anyone knew them, you would understand why. On the chance that a former classmate/friend might want to visit their grave site, they are interred in St. Rose Cemetery very close to the entrance. Take the road to the right just a little way and you'll find the headstone close to the road. If anyone reads this and remembers, I thank you for any kindness you might have ever done for them. Chances are they were kind to you as well. That's the way they always were. RIP, Joanne and Patricia. I love you both.
Clocks of any type should be avoided because the word for clock sounds a lot like the word for the funeral ritual. Clocks also are a reminder that time is running out and are considered a reminder that life will come to an end.
