Arnold "Arnie" Larsen, 89, beloved husband of Leah Dankel Larson, devoted father, grandfather, and 50-year resident of Fairfield, died July 30. He died peaceful...
David R. Loveland, 74, of Chester, Vt., died July 27 at Springfield Hospital in Vermont. Born in Danbury, he was the first child of Jean (Rice) and Harold Lovel...
Betsy Anne Cassella, 60, of Sandy Hook died July 23 at Regional Hospice Center for Comfort Care and Healing in Danbury. She was lovingly surrounded by family an...
Inland Wetlands Commission (IWC) members plan to inspect a parking lot for commercial vehicles at 40 South Main Street (Route 25), where its owner has proposed ...
Robert Courchene-Roy, 55, of Bethel and previously of Newtown, died on July 30, following a courageous battle with cancer. He died peacefully with his family by...
To The Editor:
We would like to thank Chief Ray Corbo, Captain Mike McCarthy, Lieutenant Tomascak, Firefighter Cassin, and Matt of Newtown Hook & Ladder Company...
Despite planning, money, material, manpower, and resources all in place, an effort to conduct experiments to reduce the invasive zebra mussel population in loca...
To The Editor:
I wish to comment on Glen Swanson's letter "Is Speech Free in Town Parks?" dated July 25.
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[naviga:li]Treadwell park is free of charg...
Arthur L. Elliott, 99, of Southbury died July 29 at Masonicare in Newtown. He was born October 1, 1916, in South Portland, Maine, son of Florence M. (Rowe) and ...
To The Editor:
My fellow Republicans, the role of Judge of Probate is essential to our communities. The position requires knowledge of the many areas of the pra...
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.
