Interactive iBook, Game Spreads Water Safety Message
NEWINGTON — Stew Leonard III Children’s Charities has launched its new Stewie the D...
Volunteers Needed To Fight Audubon Center Invasives
SOUTHBURY — On Fridays in August, the Audubon Center at Bent of the River Southbury is seeking v...
Changing
The World
To the Editor:
One of my favorite quotes is by Margaret Mead: “Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed people ca...
Occupation: I just graduated from Grove City College in Pennsylvania this spring, with a degree in political science. Right now, I’m working at ...
Kate Petersen
Petersen participated in the Murphy Basketball Camp at Newtown Youth Academy this summer.
Favorite part about playing basketball: “...
Millie McIlrath
Millie (Yurik) McIlrath, 85, of Newtown, died peacefully, at her home, July 27, with her family by her side. She is now reunited with her husban...
One Man’s Sign Of Patriotism
By Kendra Bobowick
The Patriotic Spirit’s glossy pages slipped through Barbara Johann’s fin...
Additionally, Cole Terry won the gold in the high jump (5’ 6”) and javelin–turbo jav (85’ 6”). Bob T...
Redevelopment Proposed For Church Hill Road Site
By Andrew Gorosko
Newtown Savings Bank has submitted a wetlands/watercourses protection permit application to t...
What the Heck is Going On?
To the Editor:
What the heck is going on? I recently received a card mailer from Republican Fifth District Congressional candidate Li...
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.
