Meta Kahn Gellert
Devoted Mother
And Grandmother
Meta Kahn Gellert, 87, of Fairfield, died March 29. She was the wife of the late Fred Gellert. Mrs G...
‘Lose The Litter’
Reminder Flies Over Queen Street
By Kendra Bobowick
Wet and torn in places, one community banner snarled by the wind ...
Union Position Speaks Volumes
To the Editor:
Dear fellow citizens of Newtown: It is time that we stood up to the powerful Board of Education and teachersâ€...
Bethel High School Gymnasium Named In Honor Of Newtown’s William Swanson
By Andy Hutchison
It will be a big night for Newtown’s William...
Children’s Programs
*Mother Goose on the Loose: A new program for children under age 2 and their parents, Mother Goose on the Loose is an award-winn...
A Heartwarming Show Of Caring
To the Editor:
I cannot sufficiently thank those friends, coworkers, associates, acquaintances, residents of Newtown, and other co...
Stop & Shop Fined Over Mislabeled Beef
HARTFORD — Consumer Protection Commissioner Jerry Farrell, Jr, announced March 25 that his agency has entere...
Students Explore The World Of Science At Workshop Sessions
By Andrew Gorosko
Local schoolchildren had an opportunity last weekend to sample many aspects of scie...
City Directories:
A Treasure Trove For Genealogists
Toni McKeen of Ridgefield will be the featured speaker for Newtown Genealogy Club when the group hosts its ...
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.
