Fraser Woods Montessori School celebrated its Immersion Week and concluded with a special public performance of Seussical The Musical Jr on the evening of May 9...
Thirteen months after a proposed ban on most, if not all, retail use of plastic shopping bags was formally taken up for consideration, the Legislative Council w...
Newtown’s team of certified lifeguards, hired through its Parks & Recreation Department, met for their first official training of the season at Treadwell Park’s...
Carved in stone in front of the VFW Post 308 are the words, “Comrades in the silent land beyond, wherever your mortal remains may rest, there the ground is hall...
Led by St Rose Knights of Columbus Color Corps Commander Kirk Babyak and Faithful Navigator Len Moritz, members of the 4th Degree Knights of Columbus, Monsignor...
Newtown Centre of Classical Ballet & Voice (NCCB) dancers are prepared for the opening curtain of Cinderella, which they will be performing in June.
Two perform...
To the Editor:
June 6th marks the 75th anniversary of D-Day. About 300 veterans are making the same trip they did in 1944, sailing from Dover, England to the no...
While cooler spring weather prevailed outside, Newtown VNA President Anna Wiedemann sat behind the “check out desk” at the VNA Thrift Shop at Edmond Town Hall, ...
The Planning & Zoning Commission (P&Z) has scheduled a public hearing on a firm’s request to install a solar/electric panel array at a healthcare facility in Sa...
Camp Collin — a program for challenged children — is coming to Newtown Community Center this summer.
The community center is partnering with The Collin George W...
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.
