“Remember The Heroes”

The first Marine I ever met was a friend of my brothers. Marines weren’t exactly plentiful in the suburbs of Detroit during the eighties, so I didn’t meet one until I was in high school. Where I lived, joining the Marines—or any branch of the armed forces— wasn’t the path most people took.

That’s probably why my brother’s friend was so intriguing with his tattoos and his cool, leather jacket. I had never met anyone like him—and though home wasn’t really my hang out during those years—on the days he was coming by, I somehow managed to be there.

I didn’t meet up with another Marine until I was in my 20’s. I was in college, waiting tables in Columbus, Ohio and he was the bar back. I loved him. I loved him before we even spoke. I didn’t care what he had to say: He was a Marine and, to me, that meant he was a bad ass and I loved him.

We only dated briefly, but the impression he left is still with me. He was a protector. He protected a nation, and when he wasn’t doing that, he was protecting me (and with my mouth, that is sometimes necessary). He was in the Reserves when we met, so he came and went, but every time he had to go, I sent him off feeling proud.

There was no war going on at that time, but I knew his work was important. As civilians, we can protest all day long, but if the people in charge decide we’re going to war, we’re going to war. And even if we’re not, we need to be safeguarded.

Not everyone is cut out to guard though. We all have different strengths. The armed forces pull a special kind of person, a person who is built for that culture and lifestyle. (Not me though. This would be me):

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Still, I have nothing but respect and admiration for those who serve and protect, and so do my kids.

My kids are fortunate. They have people in their life that are not only members of the military, but they are also “family.” And these guys…they are for real. They would fight for and protect my girls the same way they do their country. Not going to lie, sometimes I almost WANT someone to mess with my kids so we can show them what’s UP, yo.

But my girls don’t think like that. They just know they are loved by very special people who also happen to be members of the armed forces—and they love back with the same enamor I once felt, and still do.



Military officers don’t play concerts and they don’t star in TV shows. They are celebrities of a different kind. While their skills and abilities are on the front lines, they usually remain behind the scenes.

We can get to them though. And we want to. We want to let the brave men and women fighting for our safety know they’re not being overlooked or undervalued. We want to tell them we are grateful for what they do.

But we can’t do it alone.

So we came up with an idea. It’s for anyone, even kids—especially kids. Our idea is fun and easy, but most of all, it’s meaningful. It will connect kids with members of the military, and it will put a smile on the faces of unsung heroes. It only takes 5 minutes, but the memory will be there for much longer.

The 1 minute video that goes with our campaign can be found on our Dim Sum and Doughnuts Facebook page: http://bit.ly/1XOVXVR

Check it out! If you like what we’re doing and believe in our cause, please accept our mission and share with your squad.

Thank you for being here! Go to the link or drop and give me 20!


As you were.


  1. Abbey on May 26, 2016 at 12:53 pm

    This is awesome, inspiring, important, and moving. Some of my students go into the military when they graduate (three Marines going this year). A few years ago, I wrote a letter of recommendation for a boy who is in Colorado at the US Air Force Academy (I made sure they would not look into MY background before I wrote the letter…). I am going to have my students write letters. Do you want me to send them to you, and you mail them out? How will you know we did this?


    • Robyn on May 26, 2016 at 1:29 pm

      Hooray!!! Here’s the link to the address for the letters:
      The girls will be so excited that you’re doing this, and doing it with your class!! So exciting! Thank you for not making us feel like we did all of this for nothing. You’re amazing. And we are grateful …As you were. XOXOXO

  2. Joel Storchan on May 26, 2016 at 1:09 pm

    A Marine, how dare you. I had to put up with Marines in Army Intelligence School, they thought they were the best branch of service. I had a run in with this one that keep waking me up in the morning screaming in my face. So he found out that he was not invulnerable as I had to beat the crap out of him.

    Marines, eck, bleck, you met a Army person just back from Korea in full uniform. Your father was carrying you in the crock of your arm. You were at the Metro Airport and I just finished my service in the Army. Don’t you remember, it was August 1969?

    • Robyn on May 26, 2016 at 1:31 pm

      I wasn’t born yet!!!!! But it’s so cool to us that you served. Not many as special as you out there, that’s for sure. And I bet the screaming guy is now the one who wakes up screaming…screaming from nightmares of being beat up by YOU! XOXOXO

  3. Elizabeth on May 31, 2016 at 11:27 am

    Thank you for this post.
    My brother served in Iraq and unfortunately passed away over there. It’s been almost 11 years ago and I still miss him everyday.

    • Robyn on June 1, 2016 at 9:47 pm

      Oh, Elizabeth. I’m so sorry. I can only imagine how painful that must be for you. He died a hero, but that’s little comfort when it’s someone you miss every day. I’m so sorry. I thank you for this comment because I know it wasn’t an easy one for you. I’m grateful that you are here, and that you appreciate the post. For as many as I have written, this will always be one of my favorites. Please know that. XOXOXOXO R