The Career Center At Newtown High School Lists Scholarships
The Career Center publicizes all scholarships of which it is notified. A few of the scholarships, ty...
Rep Wasserman Is Challenged By ‘Working Families’ Petitioner
By John Voket &
Kendra Bobowick
Acknowledging that she is glad to be runni...
Connecticut River Fish May Pose Health Risk
LONGMEADOW, MASS. (AP) — Connecticut River fish contain mercury levels that could be dangerous to human...
Occupation: I am a firefighter with the Waterbury Fire Department and the chief of Newtown Hook and Ladder Volunteer Fire Department. I’m also a...
Housatonic Valley Paddlers Club To Meet
BROOKFIELD — The Housatonic Valley Paddlers Club will hold a meeting on Monday, November 13, at 7 pm, at Bro...
Fusco’s ‘Bitter Fruit’ Reflects The Solemn Pride Of Heroism
RIDGEFIELD — In November 1919, President Woodrow Wi...
Field Notes—
The Prayer Of The Mantis
By Curtiss Clark
We are inclined to measure our seasons with thermometers because numbers are exact. They info...
Multiple Charges
Police said that at about 9:10 pm on October 26, they stopped a motorist on Church Hill Road because the vehicle had a registration violat...
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.
