Computerized Prostheses—
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A Trumbull firm is offering some people who have ...
Federal Research Study To Look At Tick-Borne Diseases
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In Search Of A Way To
Remove Port-Wine Birthmarks
By Kaaren Valenta
When John Priepke was born in 1978, his parents, Karla and Peter Priepke of Sandy Hook, were...
In Search Of A Way To
Remove Port-Wine Birthmarks
By Kaaren Valenta
When John Priepke was born in 1978, his parents, Karla and Peter Priepke of Sandy Hook, were...
Barnum Museum In Bridgeport Receives Trio Of Grants
BRIDGEPORT — The Barnum Museum recently received a lead partnership grant for $1,000 from the Co...
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Tools For Healing––
Naturopathic Medicine’s First Protocol Is A Trained, Sympathetic Ear
By Dottie Evan...
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The first Connecticut telecast to be ...
Pediatric Suite Lets Patients Travel From Mars To Mountaintops
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Despite major advances in technology, medical treatment, and patient care in ...
Lyme Disease Update Now Available
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New Treatment For
Herniated Discs
Yale-New Haven Hospital has joined 11 other hospitals around the United States, and has become the first New England hospital...
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.
