Sparked by a record-setting performance by its 200 yard freestyle relay team, Newtown High School’s girls’ swimming and diving team placed second in the South-W...
The Newtown/Danbury unit of Church Women United is planning its annual World Community Day celebration. This year’s event will be Saturday, November 8, at C.H. ...
Masonicare at Newtown will hold a food drive Monday, November 3, through Sunday, November 23, at its location, 139 Toddy Hill Road in Newtown.
Donation boxes wi...
When Newtown High School senior Sydney Allen began reaching out to businesses on October 7 for help supporting her Junior/Senior Project, she did not know what ...
Retail (For) Therapy, a vendor fair and silent auction event, will be offered at Julie Allen Bridals on Wednesday, November 5, from 6:30 to 9 pm. The event will...
Newtown resident Andrea Zimmermann is one of 12 artists from Connecticut and New York featured in the “Missing Links” exhibit at The Gallery at the Institute Li...
Basketball is an intense game with quick ball movement, lots of scoring, moving screens, plenty of contact, and fouls. Add wheelchairs to the mix and you’ve got...
The Connecticut Secretary of the State has announced that absentee voters who cast ballots that included gubernatorial candidate Joe Visconti can withdraw those...
Amy Leigh Jones, 59, a friend of many and loved by family, died October 30. She was a resident of Colorado Springs since 1979. She was born October 26, 1955, in...
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.
