About 45 people attended an August 27 Inland Wetlands Commission (IWC) meeting in seeking to learn more about a 23-lot cluster-style residential subdivision pro...
September 20 marks Newtown’s 21st Annual Health and Public Safety Fair and the fair’s planners — Mae Schmidle, Della Schmid, Natalie Dos Santos, Donna Culbert a...
The Old Farmer’s 2015 Almanac is on the stands.
It is the quintessential advice magazine, dispensing information between its covers on subjects as diverse a...
The Sandy Hook Volunteer Fire & Rescue Company is back up to a full complement of firefighting vehicles, now that the organization has put into service Engine 4...
Growing up in Minnesota in the 1960s, one of our favorite commercials shouted out, “I scream, you scream! We all scream for… ice milk!” Of course, ice milk was ...
BRIDGEWATER — A few Newtown residents earned trophies, ribbons and other honors during the 63rd Bridgewater Country Fair, which was presented at Bridgewater Fai...
To the Editor:
On the afternoon of Labor Day I took a walk through the upper meadow at Fairfield Hills and thoroughly enjoyed the clear, expansive view. I had j...
The Newtown Kennel Club (NKC) invites animal lovers of all ages for a fun-filled family evening featuring police K-9 demos, a cavalry drill ride, kids’ giveaway...
To the Editor:
A few weeks ago, four of us pulled 10 large bags of mile-a-minute, a highly invasive plant, from the grounds at Dickinson Park. True to its name,...
RIDGEFIELD — New Hope Community Church Senior Pastor and author Jim Solomon will participate in a book talk with Amy Newmark, publisher and editor-in-chief of C...
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.
