Why The New Approach?
To the Editor:
We need a new approach to staffing [at the animal shelter]. Why is that? It sounds like the shell game to me and perhaps Iâ...
NHS Girls’ Lacrosse Team Unbeaten In Conference
The Newtown High School girls’ lacrosse team keeps winning. The girls remained perfect ...
NHS Boys Run, Jump And Throw Their Way Past Six Opponents
By Anna Hodge
The past two weeks have been filled with success for the Newtown High School boysâ€...
My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it.     —Mark Twain
No matter how old a mother is she watches her middl...
A Plea From Two Filmmakers
To the Editor:
Imagine our elation when we heard that our film, De-Ploy, was accepted to the Cannes Short Film Corner! The festival,...
 Theater Review—
‘Sylvia’ A Real Treat At TBTA
By Julie Stern
BROOKFIELD — A.R. Gurney’s Sylvia get...
Girls’ Tennis Team Keeps Winning
Newtown High School’s girls’ tennis team won three more matches this week and improved to 9...
Middle Gate Living Biographies
By Eliza Hallabeck
Margaret Hamilton once again donned her “Wicked Witch” persona, Martha Stewart had a p...
Police Explorers Open House Slated
Police have scheduled an open house for youths from ages 14 through 18 interested in becoming members of the Newtown Police E...
Free Blood Pressure Screening
Masonicare at Newtown will sponsor a free blood pressure screening on Tuesday, May 17, from 10 am to noon in the Lockwood Lodge We...
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.
