The Villa Restaurant took the floor May 11 night as 12 point underdogs against Newtown Color Center in the championship game of the Newtown Health & Fitness Clu...
New Musical Season At Richter
Is Right Around The Corner
DANBURY — Musicals at Richter, Fairfield County’s longest-running outdoor theat...
Hospice Breakfast
Set For June 15
The 11th annual fund-raising breakfast of the Newtown Chapter of Regional Hospice of Western Connecticut will be held on Thurs...
Catherine Steindl
Catherine_(Krchnavy) Steindl, 94, of Carefree, Ariz., formerly of Trumbull, after a courageous struggle, died on May 24. She was preceded in d...
Commentary —
The Bee Line Chronicles
By Jeff White
“Excuse me, would you mind if I ask you a quick question for The Newtown Bee?â€...
Marie Lages
Marie Lages, 93, of Glen Hill Avenue, Danbury, formerly of Stratford, died May 27 in Glen Hill Nursing Facility, Danbury.
She is survived by a niec...
Finance Panel Sharpens Focus On Fairfield Hills Costs
By Steve Bigham
The Legislative Council’s finance committee met Tuesday night to begin the dif...
A Photographic Journey Through Israel
By Kaaren Valenta
A unique display of photographs by husband and wife, Rita L. Frost and Francis J. Caro of Newtown, is on...
Mr And Mrs John R. Helms
Rachel Elizabeth Cole and John Robert Helms were married on September 25 in Norfolk, Va. The Rev J. Wayne Helms, father of the groom, p...
Hello! My family has been doing this for years (since our now 16 year old was in Project Eagle at SHS). We have picked up over 30 bags of litter since the quarantine started. Kristy Davenport, paraeducator at SHS just picked up a ton of litter too! It is my hope that this is one of the many ways we can (again) take something tragic and horrible and use it to do some good. Thank you!
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.
