St Vincent’s Medical Center Opens Next Round Of Wellness Classes
BRIDGEPORT — St Vincent’s Medical Center is now offering ...
Police List Road Closures, Parking Bans For Parade
Staging the town’s annual Labor Day Parade will require that roads leading to the town center be ...
A Community’s Competence And Care
On Sunday, when we were all told to stay off the roads and not venture outside until the worst hazards of a danger...
At The Little Theatre
Town Players of Newtown will present legendary actor-comedian Steve Martin’s clever comedy, Picasso At The Lapin Agile this mo...
Asian Insects Battle With Invasive Vine
By Kendra Bobowick
Since the summer of 2009 a small insect from China has been thriving on — and hopefully w...
NBLA Frost On The Pumpkin Hunter Pace Registration
On Sunday, October 30, the Newtown Bridle Lands Association will hold its Frost on the Pumpkin Pace on Mt Ne...
Newtowner Co-Chairing
St Mary’s Champion Event
WATERBURY — Saint Mary’s Hospital Foundation is poised to honor the Most Rev...
99th Goshen Fair Labor Day Weekend
GOSHEN — On Saturday, September 3, at 8 am, the 99th Goshen Fair will begin.
Offered by The Goshen Agricultural S...
The dispatchers at the Newtown Emergency Communications Center at Town Hall South report the following fire calls:
Between 5:47 pm on Thursday, August 25, and 6...
Hurricanes And Horses
To the Editor:
In regards to your editorial, “Making Jobs Job One” [Editorial Ink Drops, 8/26/11], you cite the Se...
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.
