Keeping Safe In An Uncertain World
TRUMBULL — From SARS and sarin gas to dirty bombs, a panel of experts will discuss what to do in the event of bio...
 Hospital Plans Golf Classic
WATERBURY –– The fairways and greens are primed and ready to welcome Waterbury Hospital’s tent...
Corporate Sponsorship Still Available—
Dee Dee Bridgewater Announced As Command Performance Season Opener
DANBURY — Command Performance,...
Antiques In A Cow Pasture:
A One-Day Antiques Show With History
SALISBURY — Barn Star Productions will present its third annual “Antique...
Fairfield Hills:
Our Place To Assemble
To the Editor:
Saturday, August 30, I drove into the Fairfield Hills campus from Mile Hill South and found hundreds of c...
Teikyo Post Offering Equine Courses
WATERBURY – Classes in the Equine Management program at Teikyo Post University in Waterbury will be startin...
Newtown BPW To Meet
The Newtown Business and Professional Women will be meeting for its first meeting of the season on September 9 at Mona Lisa Restaurant at 16...
Despite Frustrating Delays––
Police: Use Buses
And Cut Congestion
By Andrew Gorosko
As the complexities of the revamped school busing sc...
Founders Lane
Dorothy and Todd Werden, formerly from East Haven, purchased 14 Founders Lane from Gianine and Paul Crowell.
Linda Martins, GRI with Bob Tendler R...
By Kim J. Harmon
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Even though he is 57 years old and his four sons have long since vanished from the youth sports scene (the youngest is 24), Pete Dâ...
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.
