23, of South Portland, Maine; assigned to the 62nd Engineer Battalion, 36th Engineer Brigade, Fort Hood Texas; died May 26, 2008 in Kushamond, Afghanistan, of injuries sustained in a non-combat-related incident.
To honor SPC Justin L. Buxbaum, his grandparents, Don and Cheryl Buxbaum retrieved this stone from just beyond their front steps on the sandy beach of Chebeague Island, Maine and overlooks the beautiful seascape of Casco Bay and surrounding islands. This is the spot where Justin spent his childhood with his grandparents. Approximate weight – 6 lbs.
Watch this video to learn why this stone is significant and what it says about SPC Justin L. Buxbaum.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xLAbnxoWehk&feature=youtu.be&rel=0
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My son Chris Hopper and his team will be doing the goruck tonight in Portland,Maine and will be carrying Justin’s stone, I am very proud of my son and I’m sure your very very proud of what your grandson did to serve and protect this country. I never heard about this event until last year when Chris signed up for the challenge. I learned more about the Summit Project this year and when Chris explained what his team was doing and after the event is over Chris will write a letter to explain how he and his team carried Justin Buxbaum stone thru the coarse of the evening and into the morning as a team! I can’t express enough how sorry I am for your loss I can only imagine he was a great son and a great grandson just as awesome as mine! This is a letter from a mother to a mother to a dad, siblings and grandparents , I am very proud of the men and women who serve this country, thank you for letting my son and his team of men and women carry Justin Buxbaum with them. God bless ! Laurie MacDonald
Thank you Laurie, and thank you to Chris and his team for choosing to carry Justin’s stone. Be assured that Justin was a fine young man and was proud to serve his country.
Dear Don and Cheryl Buxbaum,
My name is Christopher Hopper and I am writing you to tell you about my recent experience that involved the stone of your grandson Justin. I had signed up for a GORUCK Challenge in Portland, Maine. One of my comrades Ted, had teamed up with The Summit Project and had spread the word to those of us signed up for the challenge. I, with the highest respect, volunteered to carry Justin along for the journey. I wanted to take a moment to write to you about my journey and what it meant to me.
The GORUCK Challenge consisted of 26 men and women carrying 30-40lb Backpacks, logs, sandbags, each other, and a bag for the fallen all throughout Portland during an event that mimics a slice of special forces training. Leadership, teamwork and mental toughness are demonstrated throughout the challenge. We started at the Portland Observatory on top of Munjoy Hill, got a taste of East End Beach, traveled to Back Bay Boulevard, crossed the South Portland Bridge to Bug Light, back to the Observatory, a few parking garages on Commercial Street only to finish roughly 12 hours later at East End Beach. We had the pleasure of carrying Justin’s stone, as well as 5 others, throughout this journey. There were moments when I was tired and sore, and couldn’t help but smile because I had the weight of Justin on my shoulders. Thinking about him, as well as other Maine Heroes, helped me keep a positive attitude that I could relay to my fellow teammates.
The highlight of the event was when we made it to Bug Light in South Portland. We arrived just before the sunrise, and our Cadre, an Army Ranger by the name of Dan Stokes, allowed us to talk about the stones. It was then that the others and myself were able to spread the word about The Summit Project and tell the story of each member. I had the privilege of carrying and representing Justin and was able to tell a bit about him. I chose him because I am from the Portland area, around the same age, and had a bond with my grandparents who helped raise me. I spent lots of summers on Peaks Island as well. It was only fitting that as we were able to tell the stories of the fallen, the sun rose over the Lighthouse and shined upon us all.
I just want to thank you and your family for partnering up with The Summit Project so that the world can remember your grandson and fellow Maine Soldiers that have passed. It was an honor to bring Justin along our journey and to challenge our minds and bodies with his support. My condolences to your family. I hope this letter finds you well, and can help remind you of all the great things that was Justin. Although I may not personally know him, he is someone that I am sure to remember from this day forward. Thank you again and take care.
With Deepest Respect,
Christopher Hopper
Thank you Christopher. Thank you for being part of this Living Memorial and carrying Justin’s memory through your venture.. Thank you for honoring the fallen by challenging the living. You are a Patriot and hero too. All the best. djc
Chris – Thank you so much for choosing to carry Justin’s stone on your trek. It is no surprise that he gave you strength to move forward; that is what he did for so many of us through most of his life. We are so proud of him and proud of you for “buddying up” with him. Thank you so much for a job well done. Don and Cheryl Buxbaum
Justin continues to do his work to this day. He helped you when you were tired and he watched with you as the sun rose on your day. He will continue to follow you all of your days. Justin’s Gram.
My name is Diana Carter My husband, Ray & I, as Patriot Riders of Maine Chapter 2, will be the motorcyclists carrying Justin’s stone for the The Summit Project to Millinocket on May 23rd. It will be an honor and a privilege to be the ones carrying this special stone for the Summit Project as a remembrance of and tribute to Justin and the wonderful young man he was.
Diana and Ray – Thank you so much for carrying Justin’s stone to Millinocket and for everything else you Patriot Riders do. You are so important to all of our families. You will be “handing off” the stone to Justin’s brother, Will, who will be carrying it to Katahdin’s summit. We will also be there and hope to meet you and thank you again in person. Thanks again and ride proud and safe. Don & Cheryl Buxbaum
Mr. and Mrs. Buxbaum – You are more than welcome. Your grandson did our country an honor by serving our country so this is a very special way of paying tribute to him and all the others, living & deceased who have given so much.
I, Diana, am the daughter of a Veteran so being a Patriot Rider has a different meaning to me than some other the others. Being able to pay homage to and honor your grandson along with all the others being recognized in this way is something I will hold very dear to my heart forever.
I do hope, Ray and I will be able to meet you both in person along with his brother Will and are able to “thank” you for the fine young man who was your grandson..
Diana and Ray – What an outstanding and unforgettable weekend event. We cannot thank you enough for carrying Justin’s stone in for the hike and for the beautiful hand made flag pillows. That was above and beyond. It was such a pleasure to meet you true patriots. Will was proud to carry his brother’s stone from there to the summit of Owl Mountain and was awarded outstanding hiker of the “white team”. Thank you again from the bottom of our hearts. Don & Cheryl
Don & Cheryl…..Friday was a day that will be etched in our memory for the remainder of our lives. The privilege bestowed upon Ray and myself was nothing in comparison to the ultimate sacrifice your grandson Justin as well as all the other young men & women paid in order for the United States of America to remainThe Land of the Free!
Making the pillows for you both & Will to have as a reminder of a very special weekend was just a small gesture of thanks to your family on our part. We are glad to know you like them.
Will must have been happy to have earned the outstanding hiker award for the “white” team. What a wonderful honor!
Ray and I look forward to coming to your island soon & visiting the place Justin loved so much as well as seeing you both.
With much respect and gratitude, Diana & Ray. ♥♥
Don and Cheryl,
My name is Kasey Clark. My husband, David, served with your grandson in Iraq. David and I just spent the day on Chebeague Island and visited Justin’s grave. I wanted to let you know that Justin is always with us. He has touched my husband’s heart deeply. We got married on May 28th and had a memorial for Buxbaum (as my husband calls him). We constantly talk about him and are planning on naming our next child after him. While waiting for the ferry I asked David if the island is where he pictured Buxbaum growing up. He said “now that I see it, yes. He was always smiling. And he was one of those guys who saw the best in everyone.” We talked about how he wanted to be a teacher and stories of the two of them “goofing around.” I personally never had the chance of meeting Buxbaum, but I did talk to him on the phone during their tour. David left 3 dimes on Buxbaum’s headstone; two for the other men who they served with (they were going to fly and meet us, but they couldn’t make it). Please know your grandsons memory lives on with us everyday. We miss him dearly.
Kasey did David “tip” the bottle that Jim left?
My name is Anthony “Doc” Hampton. I was one of those two that was unable to make the trip but will definitely be making it at some point. I also served with Justin during his time in Iraq in 2005. Words cannot express the amount of sorrow I feel for your family. Your grandson was truly one of a kind and such a wonderful person to have known. He saved countless lives with the bombs he helped to find during our time in Iraq. He lives forever in our hearts and is honored every Memorial Day by all of us that knew him.
Anthony, I am just now getting caught up again on Justin’s page. We now honor Justin with families that also have lost loved ones by attending The Summit Project on Memorial Weekend. Justin’s heart I think was much bigger in size then he was in the physical body. He didn’t care what your income, background or social standing was the hand was always extended in friendship. When I hear from those that served with him they say he was the best of the best, and that he was and is. Thank you for honoring all the time.
Thank you also for serving.
Cheryl R Buxbaum (Gram)
Don and I wish we had known that you were here. We would love to have you visit with us. We are here year round except for Feb & Mar. Thank you for telling me that you left three dimes. The first dime there was from SSGT James Harmon who also served with Justin. He rode his Harley out here to share the beer that is on his stone on the date of his last day on this plane. We spent the night with us and some early morning hours with Justin before catching the early morning boat to ride back to Ft. Leonard Wood. Justin pops his smile up when I least expect it, during a hymn at a memorial service recently and just this past Tuesday while watching a play “Joshua Chamberlain” at the Maine State Music Theater in Brunswick which set off an overwhelming ache in my heart. His words to me during his phone conversations with his Bubba were always “Tell Gram I love her.” The hurt and missing will always be there. I felt his death and the physical pain was great for on that day I was rushed to the hospital because I thought I was dying as the pain shot up my chest and my words were “I think that I am dying” to the EMT’s. It was while we were at the hospital that we received that news that Justin had died a short while before. Yes, we miss him dearly as do all of his aunts, uncles and the cousins who were so very close to him. Please, please if you decide that you need to see and talk to Justin again call us or just ask the boat captain or the deck hand on the CTC boat where we live. Signed, Gram
David and I will definitely plan better next time! This trip was an adventure! We’d love to meet you and visit Justin again sometime. My email is Kasey.clark28@gmail.com. I have pictures I’d love to share as well as discuss plans for next trip! Thinking of you always!
Dear Don and Cheryl,
Hiking Justin’s stone up Mount Cadillac was an experience both solemn and inspiring. Though the hike was beautiful, the most cherished part of the experience was learning about Justin and your family by talking with you. Justin had a deep sense of duty that clearly comes through the interviews he did with the media, and the way he communicated with you. He felt protective not only of his family and friends, but of the whole country — and that is why he re-enlisted to serve further tours. That sense of duty is truly inspiring. Justin wanted to be a teacher, and he is a teacher through the memories he creates in people — the people that knew him, like your family and those in the Army that knew him; as well as the people that get to know him now, like myself and Tania and the rest of the community of TSP. From talking with you, I have unforgettable images of Justin driving over bridges in the U.S., eyeing the ground for IEDs the same way that he did in Iraq. Not only did he create those memories for me, he also created a bond between yourselves, myself, and the community of TSP. Hiking’s Justin’s stone, for me, has a lasting, valued impact of creating those memories and connections. Justin is not forgotten, and he will not be.
Ned.
Hi Ned – We can’t thank you and Tania enough for traveling all this way for Justin, us and TSP and getting to know who Justin is. That hike day and meeting both of you will also stay with us. Justin and all of the others will certainly never be forgotten nor will your efforts to be a part of his and our lives. Thank you so very much. Don ( and Cheryl)
My name is Kim Best and on Saturday October 18th I joined a group that did their 3rd annual walk for charity (15 + miles). This year there was 9 of us and they do this for a charity. This year they chose The “Summit Project”…..We wanted to show these special soldiers around Pownal and Freeport with the first part being a hike from about the corner of Elmwood/Allen Rd on a tote road headed out back and connecting with the trails off of the Power lines that will take us to Bradbury Mountain to the summit and down to the trails across from the park, eventually ended up @ Gritty’s in Freeport. The stone I carried was SPC Justin Buxbaum, I chose Justin because the name sounded familiar and he was just a year older than my son. After doing a little research on Justin I found out it was the son of a class mate, her name is Julie Buxhaum from Chabeageu Island graduated in my class (1981). With that said, I am glad for my choice, with Justin only being 22 years of age who had completed two tours in Iraq, it made me realize the choices that our young men make for our country makes us extra proud of them. Don and Cheryl, I was honored to carry Justin’s stone, my son Sgt Joshua M Best is in the Army and as I had mentioned is only a year younger than Justin. Thank you for having a stone for him so I could carry it in his honor. I would do it again.
Kim – Thank you so much for choosing Justin’s stone to carry on your recent trek around Freeport and Pownal. We are all very proud of Justin and all the others who have and are serving our country. Thank you too for making yourself aware of The Summit Project and of Justin’s background and service. I will be sure to tell Julie of your efforts. Don and Cheryl Buxbaum
Dear Buxbaum family,
I would like to start this letter off by rising to your awareness how sincerely thankful I am for what your loved one has done for our country and the people who reside in it. It takes a humble, brave soul to put their physical life on the line for people they haven’t even met. I would like to also explain to you how my hike up the mountain could symbolize what your loved one experienced during war. While hiking up this mountain it was pretty cold, it had also snowed the night before which made it a bit slippery. Both of these factors required more focus and strength while hiking, as it would for war too.
Before we started our hike I got the rock for Justin and put it in my backpack. Then I heard my principal, Mr. Horn holler that there was another rock left and they needed a volunteer to take it, I stepped up and took it. Like in war, sometimes you have to take on more than one thing for the sake of other people. So, I definitely felt like that symbolized what he may have had to do during war. In all honesty, there were times where I just wanted to be in my warm bed and give up. Although similar to Justin, I had to continue going on with my mission
As we were going up the mountain, we got to a peak. It overlooked trees and we were pretty high up. Little did we know, our hike was not over and we were not at the top yet. I relate this to war because everything could be going according to plan, thinking you’re going home to your family soon when all of a sudden the plan changes and they’re not done their time.
In all honesty, I could never bring myself to believe that a hike up a mountain is anything like war. Yes, I can make connections and it helps me understand war a bit better. At the end of the day though, there is no mountain big enough to be equivalent to fighting in a war. If there were, I just want you to know, I would hike it for your lost loved one.
Sincerely,
Nikkita Sampson
I saw a whole different perspective of Justin’s life. Thank you for sharing such emotions with us. It made me stop to think and feel a lot some were sad ones but most are good i.e., his laughter, love of children, love of the universe. Again, thank you for taking him on the hike he enjoyed the hike and the view.
Did Justin have a family nickname?
Hi Kasey, I see that you wrote on Justin’s page way back in January. I apologize for not keeping up with reading his page. He is going to have to nudge me more often from the other side. Yes, his nickname became “J man” or “Jayman”. Most of the time his Bubba or his cousins called him this. I, his Gram, called him Justin. He’s a one of a kind person who always extended a helping hand to those in need. His heart was open to one and all at all times. I hope this helps you in what you were looking for.
Cheryl R Buxbaum (Gram)
I had the honor of carrying Justin’s stone up Borestone; I was very inspired by the fact that Justin would always include others in his endeavors, which is something I personally have a very hard time doing. Hopefull I can, in the future, try to adhere to the legacy Justin has left. It was an awesome experience carrying justins stone, and I would do it again any-day.
Isaac, thank you for carrying Justin’s stone. I am trying to think of a time when Justin “failed” and I can’t because he never stopped trying. In the end he succeeded in every endeavor. So to honor him in your personal life remember it is when you stop trying to accomplish something that is difficult is when you fail. Keep the attitude like the Little Engine, I think I can, I think I can, I know I can. If you feel a nudge when you are including others in your space it will be Justin whispering to you “you can do this just go for it even if it is for only a few minutes because the next time it will be longer”. Best wishes to you in all that you do Isaac and root for yourself. Signed, Justin’s Gram (i think i can, i think i can…i know i can)
Dear Don and Cheryl,
This past Sunday, July 5th, my daughter Abby (19) and I hiked from Route 113 near Evans Notch completing the 9.5 mile Baldface Circle Trail, which traverses both North Baldface and South Baldface, each about 3,600 ft. in elevation. It was a perfect day and a beautiful, scenic hike. I carried Justin’s stone and Abby carried the stone of another fallen hero.
It meant a lot to me to honor Justin because when I was Abby’s age my summer job for three years was driving the Chebeague Transportation Company bus back and forth from Drowne Road to Cousins Island. Don, my memory is not super (it’s been 30 years!) but you may have been piloting the ferry then. We live now in Oxford but I grew up in Yarmouth so your island is very special to me.
We paused at both summits and removed the stones, spoke about Justin’s sacrifice as well as your own, and observed a moment of silence. Losing a loved one at such an age is inconceivably painful, and I’m sure the grief is still with you. When I watched your video, I felt Justin’s presence and I was so appreciative of the chance, however fleetingly, to help celebrate his life and his remarkable service.
Thank you for participating in the Summit Project so that my family can recognize Justin in this living memorial. I am deeply grateful for the opportunity to learn Justin’s story and participate in honoring him.
Best wishes,
Rick Bennett
Rick – Thank you and Abby (also my daughter’s name) for honoring Justin by carrying his stone and thank you, too for your interest in The Summit Project. Yes, your memory serves you well; I ran the boats for CTC for 30 years before retiring in 2005. I remember you well and have been “following” your political career. Thank you both again on behalf of our entire family. Don
Rick, Don remembers you very well. Each and every time you appear on tv he will comment on your working for CTC. We thank you for carrying Justin’s stone. He wanted to be a teacher after he got out of the service. That didn’t happen but he taught other service people the meaning of giving. At a young age he took others under his “wing” by joking with them, tossing the football, comforting them. He acted like a Dad to the new recruits even at such a young age. Some of his “brothers” have named their children after him. He is well remembered by many. Again, thank you and your daughter for honoring those that have fallen. Cheryl R Buxbaum
My husband and I took our kids camping and hiking for the first time in Acadia the first week in August. I heard about the Summit Project from someone at work and jumped at the opportunity to share such an incredible experience with my family.
When I got assigned Justin’s stone, I immediately researched his story. As it turned out, I was connected to Justin in many ways. My family has a home on Long Island, right next to the island where his stone was from, and many people I know knew Justin, or know his family.
My family was incredibly honored to be able to take Justin’s stone up the South Bubble in Acadia on August 5, 2015. We chose a “moderate” trail since we had my kids (ages 4 and 1). We reached the trail head and about half way up, we realized it was a little more steep and difficult than we had planned, but going down would be worse. There were a couple times we had to tell my son (4 y.o.) to lay down while my husband helped me up so that we knew he wouldn’t make the wrong move and fall. It was terrifying, actually.
BUT, there were other hikers that were offering help and encouraging us. It was humbling.
I learned that Justin was very family-oriented, and obviously very brave. His life, his journey, and his courage were on my mind the whole trip. When I got scared bringing my children up the mountain, I thought of his courage. When strangers offered to help us on the mountain, I thought of how he and his military family helped each other. And when we reached the summit as a family, I thought about what an incredible experience it had been, and how fortunate we were to be able to share it with my family. We took the stone out at the summit, reflected on our climb, and said a few words about Justin, his life, and his sacrifice.
I want to thank Justin’s family for letting my family honor such an incredible life. My son has learned about how brave he was protecting us, and I have a reaffirmed appreciation for military personnel, and their families. We are truly honored and humbled to be able to participate in such an amazing project. Thank you again.
-Lynn Horr
Hi Lynn – Thank you and your family so much for carrying Justin’s stone up Cadillac Mtn. and for learning all about Justin. I remember some of your family from Long Island. I guess I knew “Scotty” more than the others. Thank you, too for your interest in The Summit Project. MHANF. Don Buxbaum
Good Morning Don, I am a transplant to Long Island, but my in-laws are the Doughty’s (and a few Horr’s, but I’ve never met Scotty) and my father-in-law works on Chebeague: Dick Clarke. It is a small world, for sure. -Lynn
Dear Don and Cheryl,
I carried Justin’s stone to the top of Cadillac Mountain on Saturday, October 17, 2015.
I loved learning about who Justin was and what he cared most about. From spending time with you on Cheabeague Island, growing up in South Portland, serving two tours in Iraq and then deciding to go to Afghanistan – it is clear he was truly a remarkable man and I am honored to have learned about him and his story.
On the morning of the hike, hearing you talk about your grandson, how he would have been a great school teacher, how he was the light in every room, how he always knew how to draw people out and believe in themselves — made his story even more vivid and palpable. What struck me the most was how he wanted to work finding and disabling IEDs so that others could go home safely to their families. It’s truly remarkable – how in actions both big and small, both here in Maine and halfway around the world – he simply put other people first.
The moment we started on the hike, on a path along a pond, ringed by red and orange trees that stood out so clearly on a rainy and stormy morning, I immediately felt more fleet footed than ever before. You said Justin would be with me – making sure I felt good going up the mountain. I could feel him gently supporting me as we made our way up steep rocks that had been made even more slippery by the rain. He wasn’t going to let me slip. We paused at the first summit on our hike, the top of Mount Dorr, and it was clear he was with all of us – the storm clouds were blowing past and the sun was beginning to shine. We then headed down into a small valley and back up the side of Cadillac. The rocks were starting to dry, and it was getting warmer.
But, the best was yet to come. When we summited Cadillac, an enormous rainbow spread out over Bar Harbor. Cheryl, it was as you said, the spirits of the fallen were with us, floating up in the sky above us and letting us know that they are here all around us. Justin was with us on Cadillac Mountain, and he let us know in so many ways.
Thank you for telling me about Justin. He served our country, he selflessly gave so much to protect others, and he remains a light even to those who did not know him. He knew the importance of a smile and a kind word – and because of who he was, I know Justin will always be making a difference in our world.
Kate
Thank you so much Kate for getting to know who Justin was and for carrying his stone to the summit of Cadillac Mtn. I t was a pleasure to get to meet you and have the opportunity to talk with you about Justin and The Summit Project. MHANF. Don & Cheryl
Dear Don and Cheryl Buxbaum,
I am honored to be able to take your grandson, Army Spc. Justin L. Buxbaum’s, rock up Bradbury Mountain with other peers from Edward Little High School to continue his living memorial. I understand how it feels to lose someone in your family. I have multiple family members that have been in different wars and some were lost either during or post war. It must not be easy knowing that he was killed by non-combat related reasons. Not enough people get recognized for those reasons, but I think they should. You probably agree as well.
Hiking up Bradbury Mountain made me think about how my family felt sad when we lost members and how your family may feel the same way. Climbing the mountain I felt myself getting more and more attached to Justin. I bet he was a very happy, fun, and loved person when he was here. Some things that my group said at the top of the mountain about Justin was what his position was in the military, how he died of non-combat reasons and how much his family misses him. I wish he could still be here today so my group and I could meet him and your family. If I met him I’d thank him for his service and would want to be friends with him. He did us well in his service because America is still standing with its freedom. Thank you for letting me carry his rock with my group and school.
Sincerely,
Dylan Bulmer
Good Evening Dylan,
Justin was and still is a fun loving person and welcomes soldiers to the other side with the biggest and best smile one could ever have. When someone is in your heart forever they are never far away or gone from you. Justin appreciates all the kind words and thoughts that you have about him as do all of your family members that you have lost over the years. Thank you for you kind words regarding a young man who felt it was his honor and duty to serve our country. He also closed his phone conversations with his Grandfather with “Tell Gram I love her” and these are important words to me. Dylan bless you in all that you will achieve in your life. Cheryl Buxbaum, Justin’s Gram.
Dear Don and Cheryl Buxbaum,
I had the honor to carry Justin’s rock up a mountain and say a few words about him. I never met him and I never knew him but he sounded like a good man and it’s a shame I never will get to meet him. I never had the honor of meeting him and thanking him for his service so I would like to thank you instead. It’s not easy losing family to war, and I understand that. My great-grandfather served in World War II and my great uncle died in Vietnam. I never got the chance to thank either of them or even really recognize their sacrifice. If I could talk to them now I know, that would be the first and last thing I would say to them. Sadly, I can’t tell them this, so instead I would like to thank you. Losing a loved one is never easy so I thank you for your sacrifice. Because of Justin’s bravery we get to live our lives with the freedoms we have.
Sincerely,
Bailey Bryant
Hi Bailey – Thank you very much for honoring Justin and all of us by carrying his stone. He was a very special person to so many and was always proud to serve his country as we are sure that your family members also were. Thanks again, The Buxbaum Family
Dear, family of Justin L. Buxbaum
A group of other students and I recently carried your grandson’s stone up a mountain. I just want to start by saying thank you for your grandson’s service. I often think that people that pass in non combat involved death are not represented and respected as much. It’s a shame that some people think that, but I think what your grandson did was great service to our country and the American people. It was an honor to be able to carry your grandson’s stone up the mountain. I have high respect for your grandson. From what I have learned about him, he must have been a great guy. I highly appreciate his service, and I give thanks to your family and all the families that have helped serve this country.
Sincerely,
Justin Gendell
Hi Justin – Thank you and your fellow students so much for carrying our Justin’s stone and for learning about him. He was, indeed, a great guy who accomplished so very much in his short 23 years. We are all so very proud of him. Thank you again, The Buxbaum Family
On the walk when I was carrying the stone and I got tired, I would just remind myself why I was carrying that stone and why I was there. While walking the 4 miles, I realized how proud I was to be a part of this event. I had a big smile on my face. The sharing circle was special and everyone did a great job. It was wonderful seeing all the people who attended. I am very much thankful and happy to have carried Justin’s stone.
My husband served with Buxbaum in Afghanistan… This pass summer my husband came back from his second tour in Afghanistan and brought back a coin for buxbaum…We made the trip up to Maine to see him and to give him the coin… The whole way I heard stories about him and how much my husband enjoyed his company… We are currently getting ready to PCS to New Hampshire and would love to know more about this project so we can participate in it… Thank you so much… From the stories he was an amazing man!!
Thank you so much Erin. Justin was a special man, We found the coin on his stone and left it there until late fall when we brought it to the house and added it to his small memorial here. If you get back up here please let us know so we can meet you both. Don & Cheryl
“Courage is not having the strength to go on; it is going on when you don’t have the strength.”
-Theodore Roosevelt
In the blink of an eye we wake up into a new life. Time freezes for a moment and suddenly we find ourselves on these new paths with unfamiliar crossroads. It is then that we have to make a choice. A choice that will reflect what we are we truly made of. One that will show what is at the core of our being. When, in an instance, we are completely stripped away and robbed of life as we know it we don’t simply wake up and hide behind one of the many masks we wear in our daily lives anymore. Our true character in the darkness and pain of losing a loved one is all we are left with…
This is where I stop and really begin thinking of your family. To know the story of Justin’s tragic end and to read about how you all persevered through it is one of the most incredibly touching and inspiring stories I’ve even had the honor of being a part of in all my life. It’s a story that books on forgiveness, bravery and love should be written from. The courage it must have taken to not only go on but to choose a life of forgiveness and not anger is in its own light heroic. In then learning of Justin and how he flooded the world with his light, endless unconditional love and bravery I have zero doubt as to where he learned it. Justin’s story of love and how he shared it with his family and country changed things in my own heart at a time when I needed it most. In that alone I promise you that I will never forget him or any of you. His story will now live on through the change of my own actions as it already has all of yours for many years. Your loved one was a true red blooded American Hero!!!!!
It was my privilege and honor to have been given the opportunity in life to carry a stone that represented his story to the top of a mountain on Memorial Day. I took my own journey through an unknown land thousands of miles away from all the comfort I’ve always know and into new terrain as a symbol of the journey you took at your cross roads. The fear of what I would encounter and the burden of the weight I was to carry had me feeling terrified and worried, but the love of your family and Justin’s story covered me and comforted me along the way. I was determined to carry his story and share it with others. Then at the top of the mountain that day with quiet ears everyone listened. Now many more people have learned of him and the gifts he gave to the world and in time they too will spread the light and love from his story and two by two that will carry on and on.
And one day we will all rejoice in the heavens and the promises of our father together alongside him and I too will have the pleasure of knowing him as you did. In that I find some peace.
So I carry you with me. I carry his story with me. And I take with me a piece of the light and love he gave to the world.
It was a privilege and an honor to meet you and know you.
You all are the words spoken by one of my favorite writers in history, a man I believe to be the most powerful and eloquent writers of our time. I will never ever forget you….
God Bless.
Dawn Boyd
Dawn – Thank you so much for these beautiful words sharing how much that day meant to you. We knew that when we shed a tear together when you returned his stone to us. We appreciate so very much the commitment you made in making the long trip out here to carry Justin’s stone and story, especially at such a difficult time in your own life. We too will never forget you. Don & Cheryl
Every summer for the last six years my sister, Debbie and I have planned a trip to hike in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. Since I was introduced to TSP three years ago I have taken a stone on these hiking trips. This year I had planned to take the stone of Captain Jay Brainard but it was not available when I went to the MEPS building to pick it up. I had to make another choice. Making the choice it a hard task. They are all so deserving to be taken on an adventure and to be remembered.
I chose to take the stones of Tyler Springmann and Justin Buxbaum as well as the card for Jay Brainard.
The reasons I chose Justin’s stone was that he lived in the town of South Portland which is very close to where I reside. He could have very well been my neighbor or the son of one of my friends. He was only 23 when he was KIA and really in the early part of his military career. When I drive down Broadway in South Portland there is a business that has the names of all the fallen from South Portland and I always see his name on the sign. I say a prayer for those soldiers and their loved ones. The town of South Portland has been hit hard with the loss of these brave young men.
I am glad that sign is there as a reminder to all who pass it that our freedom is not free and we should be grateful and take time to acknowledge their service and sacrifice.
I have not met Justin’s family but I hope to meet them at a future TSP event. I didn’t get to learn as much about him as I would have liked before our hike but I did try to imagine him enjoying time in the mountains and on his beloved island of Chebeague. I have visited there only a few times and I just think it is beautiful and peaceful. A truly wonderful place to enjoy your childhood. I am glad Justin got the chance to live there with his grandparents.
On July 18, 2016 we started our hike up to Greenleaf Hut. Our plan was to stay overnight and hike up to Mt. Lafayette the next day and across Franconia Ridge and then back down Falling Waters trail to the valley. We had a beautiful day for our hike. Part way up the mountain a group passed us. Everyone passed us! We are slow. I also had two American flags stuck in my backpack as well as a TSP patch sewn on the bag.
I asked my sister if the flags were still there. There was a man behind me who said that they were still there and was I leaving them at the top. I said no I just want to make sure they are still there. I then began to tell him about The Summit Project and that I had memorial stones in my backpack. He was very interested in what I was telling him. We stopped for a few minutes and I gave him a TSP business card. He told me he was an Army Colonel from Joint Base Lewis-McChord in Washington state. He even showed me his ID to prove he wasn’t making it up.
The colonel was very impressed with what I told him about TSP and said he would look it up as soon as he was home. I really enjoy being able to share the message of The Summit Project with others.
I was sure the boys were with me then! Both Tyler, Justin and Jay were all in the Army. Coincidences have happened every time I hike with a stone. I just know they are around us helping and guiding us.
We made it to the hut and after dinner there was a rain storm. It cleared away and there was a beautiful rainbow. The weather was supposed to be sunny and clear for the next day but we awoke to complete fog, wind gusts up to 30 miles an hour and low visibility.
I kept asking the boys to help me find a sign that they were with me on this journey. I specifically asked to find heart rocks. When my sister and I reached the peak of Mt. Lafayette we couldn’t see very far in front of us, the wind was gusting and we were getting wet. I had to keep my eyes on the trail. As we approached the top I found two heart rocks in the same area not far from each other! I immediately picked them up and put them in my backpack. I went from two stones to four stones! I was so happy to have something I could bring back for their families. I still needed to something to bring back for Jay’s family. Later in the day when we were truly tired and struggling, we were coming to a water crossing. In the middle of the trail was a stick in the perfect shape of a cross. I knew that was a sign from Jay. I put it in my backpack for Nancy White, Jay’s aunt. I don’t know how that stick did not get stepped on all day. Many people had been hiking up the trail all day long. I was happy to have something for each family! Mission accomplished!
Hiking is hard work any day but hiking with The Summit Project memorial stones makes the journey have meaning and purpose. I am forever changed by being involved with TSP. I try to live a life worthy of their sacrifice everyday.
Hi Cherie – Thank you for choosing Justin’s stone as one of the one’s for your hike this year. It sounds to me like you truly understand the meaning of TSP and the signs and spirit that surround it. Justin was a great young man and I am sure that he was with you on the climb that day. Don & Cheryl (Grandparents)
Dear Don and Cheryl,
I wanted to introduce myself as the hiker who will be carrying Justin’s stone to the summit of Cadillac Mountain next weekend as a part of The Summit Project. I feel honored to be a part of the organization and carry Justin’s stone. I am looking forward to the event and getting to know more about Justin and his service. Thank you both so much for the privilege.
Dear Christina, Thank you for participating in the TSP hike this weekend. Justin is a very special person who is honored over and over by his brothers in arm. Some of them come to the island to visit and pay special homage to him at the cemetery. A few have named their new babies for him either by using the name Justin or in the case of a baby girl using his initials J.L. Is is our honor to them in our home when they come to visit. In case you think that Justin died in vein that is not true, he helped any person that was uncomfortable, lonely, friendless he never left anyone out and had a welcoming smile for anybody that he came in contact with. He is with us always.
Signed, his Gram and Bubba
I had the honor of carrying Justin’s stone to the top of Cadillac Mountain as part of The Summit Project on October 1st. It was my first event with TSP and my first time hiking Cadillac. The moment I learned about the hike I knew I wanted to be involved. It was one of the most enjoyable and humbling experiences of my life and I can’t wait for the next hike to meet more of the people involved and learn about more of the fallen heroes.
In the weeks leading up to the event I read and watched a video about Justin. When I watched Justin’s grandparents talk about their grandson I started to get a sense of the kind of person and soldier he was. I didn’t know him, but I wish I had. We went to the same high school, and I learned after the hike that his aunt was the Vice Principal. That tentative connection, along with my research, helped me to tell Justin’s story at the top of Cadillac Mountain.
The hike itself was incredible. I loved getting to know my fellow hikers along the way as they shared pieces of their lives and how they each had gotten involved with TSP. We were a diverse group, all with our own experiences and opinions, brought together with the same mission: to honor the fallen.
When we got to the top we each shared our heroes’ stories. I was one of the last to go and by the time my turn came I could barely speak. I was so moved by each of my fellow hikers and the stories they shared. Some of the hikers knew their heroes personally. Others, like me, expressed their desire to have known their heroes. They all seemed to speak from the heart, and I did the same. I told them about the kind of person Justin was as well as I could, how he loved his family and wanted to be a teacher. In the end I was so overcome by emotion I didn’t say half of what I had planned to. I can only hope I did him and his memory justice.
After the hike I had the pleasure of meeting Justin’s grandparents, Don and Cheryl, as well as their grandson Matt. They were so kind to me, and I am so glad I got the chance to meet them. I will always feel connected to their family and I hope to see them again very soon. They made me feel completely at home even though I knew hardly anyone at the event.
I got the chance to meet several other Gold Star families as well as many of the volunteers involved in TSP. As I said to one family member who I spoke with, as someone who doesn’t have a close family connection with a fallen soldier, I feel so fortunate to have been a part of the weekend. Honoring our fallen soldiers is important for everyone, not just their families. I have so much respect and affection for the people involved in TSP. I wish I could personally thank everyone I met that weekend. I also wish I could personally thank all of our fallen soldiers for their sacrifice.
Thank you, heroes, for everything you have done.
Christina – Thank you again so much for carrying Justin’s stone and story to Cadillac’s summit. Thank you, too for your interest in and support of The Summit Project that means so much to all of us, the Gold Star families. It was our pleasure to meet you and spend some time with you on that day of the hike/climb. You will always have a special place in our hearts. Don & Cheryl
To the family of Spc. Justin L. Buxbaum,
I had the honor of carrying your son’s stone up Streaked Mountain. The privilege to bring recognition to our local fallen soldiers was an amazing experience. As I carried the stone, I thought of the sacrifice Justin made, and how the pain of climbing the mountain is nothing compared to that sacrifice. The stone is more than just a stone. It’s a representation of him, his life, and his duty. “There is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.” Justin’s service and sacrifice to this country will not be forgotten. It would have been an honor to meet him.
Climbing up the mountain reminded me of Justin, and his service. The view from the top of the mountain during the peak of Maine fall foliage was beautiful and peaceful. It was a time to take a step back and reflect upon the sacrifice of Justin’s service, and all soldiers service and sacrifice.
Justin’s sacrifice to preserve freedom in the United States will not be forgotten. His courage, integrity, and selfless service are an example to not only me, but all civilians in America. I had the honor of representing and presenting the life and service of Justin in front of my classmates.
Thank you for letting me carry Justin’s stone up the mountain. And thank you for his service to our country. He will never be forgotten.
Respectfully,
Reece Rodrigue, Edward Little High School
Thank you, Reece for carrying Justin’s stone and story to the top of Streaked Mtn. and sharing it with your classmates. Thank you, too to all of you and your interest in The Summit Project and understanding this sacrifice. Thanks to you Maine Heroes Are Not Forgotten. Don & Cheryl Buxbaum, Justin’s Grandparents.
During my recent Summit Project walk I carried the stone representing SPC Justin Buxbaum. I was struck by the similarities between Justin and me. We were born only one and a half years apart and we both joined the Army at a young age. Though I am not an engineer, my most recent deployment was to Afghanistan with an Engineer Brigade. Like Justin, I had previously served in Iraq prior to my time in Afghanistan. I live in South Portland and attend the same church where Justin’s funeral service took place. I cannot help but make the comparison and wonder why some Soldiers in nearly identical conditions come home and others do not.
Carrying Justin’s stone reminded me of my own mortality- and that of my family. My wife and son walked with me while I carried Justin’s stone. I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to lose my son and the pain was more than I can imagine. We all will depart this earth at the end of our lives and this is a loss common to everyone but it does not lessen the pain. It sounded like Justin lived a kind and joyous life. I understand that he was an athlete, was devoted to his family and had aspirations of becoming a teacher. I am sorry for your loss, and I am proud to have carried Justin’s stone.
Thank you, Steve for carrying Justin’s stone and for your interest in The Summit Project. You are right when you say you and Justin have a lot in common. We are so very proud of all that Justin did for his family, friends and country. He will never be forgotten. Thank you, too for your service. Don & Cheryl Buxbaum
Dear Don and Cheryl Buxbaum,
Today, I had the honor of carrying Justin’s stone from the Thomas Memorial Library in Cape Elizabeth to Fort Williams Park and back. I had only recently learned of TSP in February when the library hosted the memorial case. I am thankful to have had the opportunity to learn about TSP, Justin, and our other fallen heroes from Maine. It was a cold, windy day but a privilege and honor to walk with Justin’s stone. It is clear from reading about Justin that he was a personable, caring, and exceptional young man who touched many lives. Thank you for sharing his story and stone with TSP.
Regards,
Sara Gooch
Sara – Thank you for carrying Justin’s stone and on such a cold and windy day no less. It is because of people like you that The Summit Project continues to grow and become better know. Yes, Justin was a special young man and we all miss him every day. Thank you for helping to assure that MHANF. Don & Cheryl Buxbaum
So as I sit here and write this I tired and sore, but wouldn’t trade it for the WORLD! The effort put fourth this Memorial Day to carry on the memory and stories of USA SPC Justin L. Buxbaum was worth it! Where to start….
Justin was an amazing person that had a heart of gold, especially for children. He would always be ready for a quick pickup game of football with the kids. He was aspiring to be teacher when he retired from service, unfortunately this didn’t happen.
As I sat and talked with Justin’s family the day before our hike up Owl Mountain I just listened to them and all the fond memories. He was a VERY determined person that would try and try again until he got it right and succeeded.
So as me and my team hiked the mountain and I got a little tired at some points I just kept on going and told myself that Justin, and all the rest of our soldiers, never quit on us and I’ll be damned if I’m going to quit on them!
I thought I was a pretty selfless person, boy have I got a long ways to go to catch all of of fine military personnel! It takes a special kind of person, like Justin, to actually going looking for hidden bombs and IED’s to keep your team safe. I don’t see how how anyone could be more selfless than that. Knowing that the next step you take may be your last!
So as I sat at the summit with our team and listened to all the stories every single one of our counties soldiers had such an amazing history! The Summit Project is now more important to me than I could imagine it would be! We need to carry on ALL of these soldiers memories and stories so they’re not forgotten. We can’t let these lives be lost in vain! To see the pain, and pride in the eyes of everyone there, the Gold Star families, the volunteers, the hikers, EVERYONE had tears in there eyes at one point or another. Then to see people hike the stone of a brother, sister, father, mother, son, or daughter what a tremendous amount of emotion to try and control! I now feel a sense of fulfillment thanks to everyone involved!
I plan in the coming weeks to plan a visit to Chebeague Island to visit Justin’s home with his mother, grandparents, and who ever else of their ENORMOUS family is there.
I can’t thank David Cote enough, again, for allowing me to hike this stone and memory! My entire team, Team Red, was fantastic and I look forward to many more hikes with all of you!
Thank you Buxbaum Family!!
Sincerely,
Stuart R. Sennett II
Stuart – Thank you so much for carrying Justin’s stone with TSP @ BSP. It was our pleasure to meet you and Jill and spend some time with you over the weekend. Your interest in both TSP and our Justin’s story is very much appreciated. He was, in fact a special young man who left an impression and a smile on the face of everyone he spent any time with. We look forward to having you visit us on “our” island and showing you around. Don & Cheryl
I knew Justin briefly, He really was a good guy.
I met this young man David Cote, several years ago at MCRD San Diego, I was working at a coffee shop on the base. He left and impression that I will never forget. He is a special, kind, young man. I wish him well in all he does. I know he will go far even if he is not the face out front. His heart is in to the right place.
Thank you Linda. This means more than you know. You are the angel and I am inspired to serve because of people like you.
Dear family of Justin,
I just finished hiking Table Rock Mountain with campers who all have a parent or sibling currently serving in the military. This is what two children had to say about carrying Justin
“For me, carrying this stone represented the hardships that these people felt alongside their families.” – Will
“For me carrying the stone down the mountain was a little hard but we got through it.” – Alex
I would like to personally thank you for sharing your grandson and his life with us and others who take part in this amazing program.
Thank you, Blake for your interest and support of TSP. Please thank Will and Alex for helping carry Justin’s stone and helping to see that Maine Heroes Are Not Forgotten. Don & Cheryl Buxbaum
To the family and friends of Justin,
Two weeks ago, Michael Keighley and I hiked up Table Rock Mountain in Maine with 44 children who all have a parent or sibling currently serving in the military. They carried 28 stones up the mountain. Here is a letter from the campers that had the honor of carrying your hero.
“The experience of carrying Justin’s stone was deeply moving for me. I believe that is helped me better understand the weight of a loss like that. I understand that your son was a very happy person and always saw the good in others. When I cannot say we are similar in that way, I can understand the pain that a loss like that must inflict. I a very grateful for this experience your son gave me, and I am sorry for your loss.”
-Quinn Hartnett
Thank you, Rachel and Mike for hiking Justin’s stone (and others) with your group up Table Rock Mountain. They sound like a special group that would fully understand what TSP is all about. We are always pleased and proud to learn that Justin’s stone and story have been shared. MHANF. Don & Cheryl Buxbaum
Before I can share my experience carrying Justin’s stone in the Run for our Fallen Heroes on Sunday, 8/20/2017, I must first share an excerpt from my reflection letter after carrying Army 1st Lt. Benjamin D. Keating’s stone over Memorial Day Weekend: “The night we arrived at the Northeast Outdoor Center I was walking back to my cabin and saw a woman with a Gold Star name badge. I stopped to introduce myself. She told me she was Justin Buxbaum’s grandmother. I asked if I could give her a hug and then we parted ways both having other things to attend to….
As Team White stood lined up on the grass to return our stones to their families after the hike I knew Beth and Ken were not in attendance. I wondered which Gold Star family member would step forward to retrieve Ben’s stone. As I stepped forward to the microphone, David pointed across the grass to Cheryl, Justin Buxbaum’s grandmother. I said, “I knew I met you yesterday for a reason” as we hugged, and then I lovingly handed over Ben’s stone.”
The Summit Project came into my life in 2015 and has has left some lasting impressions on me. 1) Our loved ones are never far from us – if you are open to it you will see it, all around you; 2) You don’t have to know someone in person to love them and truly feel their impact on your life – I’ve never met any of my TSP heroes but they are truly a part of my life now; and 3) There are no mistakes in TSP – we carry the hero we are meant to carry. They lead us to the experiences and people we are meant to have in our lives.
When I arrived at the Run for Our Fallen Heroes on Sunday I was so hopeful that there would be a TSP stone available for me to carry. I approached the table and found that there were numerous stones to choose from at that early hour. I was overwhelmed with the choice and tried to feel from the engravings staring back at me which of these brave men and women I was meant to carry that day. One sweep down the table and my eyes landed on Justin’s stone. There was no doubt he was my co-pilot for the day.
Justin and I set off (with my friend, Kayla, who was carrying MSG Robert M. Horrigan’s stone) as a foursome on that blazingly hot morning to pay a small but heartfelt tribute to all the men and women who gave their lives so we could gather and run freely and without fear. Justin’s sign on the race route came quickly and I stopped to give a hug to the man standing there (who I presume was Don, but kick myself for not confirming that!) offering my thanks for his presence at the event, a nod to the stone I was carrying and a tearful thank you to Justin as I touched his sign with his beautiful smile shining brightly. I’d not had the chance to research Justin prior to the race, but I remembered from my time at Baxter State Park, and my post hike hours with his beautiful aunt, that he was a kind and loving young man. A true family man who knew where he came from and loved those he was given. I knew he understood the value of his words and didn’t hesitate to communicate his love to those around him. I focused on those traits as we wound our way through the streets together passing and touching far too many signs of men and women gone before us. When I returned his stone to the table, I laid it down grateful that the burden of his loss was in some way slightly lessened for his family by my hands and heart for a short hour on that day. Upon returning home I watched the video of Don and Cheryl and was struck by the similarities of Justin to my husband. My husband is a man of few words, but he doesn’t end a call, leave the house or part ways with the people he loves without making sure his “I love you” is heard and understood. He was very close to his grandparents and our five year old son shares his middle name with his great-grandfather, a man who helped shape my husband into the man he is today. I can only hope that this beautiful child of ours grows to value and appreciate the same things that your beautiful grandson did. Thank you, truly, for sharing him with us so that I might grow and become a better person from my experience with him by my side. Rest assured Justin’s memory will not be forgotten, and I will have my son call his grandmothers tonight to “Tell Gram I love her…” Until next time, Joelle.
Thank you, Joelle for posting such a loving, heart felt accounting of your interaction with Justin and his family members both at Baxter and at the Run for Maine’s Fallen Heroes. Yes, that was me proudly standing at Justin’s marker at the “run”. Thank you for stopping to acknowledge us and telling me that you were carrying “Justin” with you. Having people like you enter our lives and learn about our Justin means a lot to us. We are so thankful for The Summit Project and all of the gold star families and supporters like you to assure that Maine Heroes Are Not Forgotten. Don (& Cheryl) Buxbaum
As I sit here tonight I am reflecting back to my recent summit up Owl over Memorial Day weekend. I had the distinct honor of carrying the stone of Justin Buxbaum. I say I carried him – but in all honesty he was the one that carried me.
This summit was a challenge like I had never faced, both physically and mentally. As I stood near the summit, scared, tears threatening to overflow, I went back to the previous evening where I had the pleasure of having dinner with Justin’s grandparents Don & Cheryl on what happened to be the anniversary of Justin’s death. As we parted ways I asked Don what he would want the world to know about his grandson and he told me two things. His ever present smile and his amazing ability to help others through rough times – to raise them up and get them through the hard times. I took this knowledge with me and when I found myself on the side of the mountain, doubting my abilities, I replayed Don’s words in my head and I finally realized why I was assigned Justin’s stone – he was there to guide me through this challenge and that is just what he did. I summited with my 11 other teammates (who were by far some of the most amazing people I have ever met) and shared Justin’s story with my voice cracking and tears freely flowing. He guided me up that mountain and I felt his brilliant smile surround me as I shared his story.
I was told this hike would change me, but I truly did not understand the vast effect this experience would have on me. I firmly believe there are no coincidences with The Summit Project and this past Memorial Day weekend was one of the most magical weekends of my life for so many reasons. Justin brought me together with people who I will consider life long friends, he united me with his beautiful grandmother and wity grandfather who I plan to visit this summer, he gave me strength to face challenges and I will honor his life by telling his story to anyone who will listen and by continuing to face life’s challenges head on and with a smile on my face.
A message to Justin….I have a good idea we would have drawn to each other if we had met in the service. Our accents stand out. It was always nice to talk about home when you are away. I bet we would have shared stories of Chebeague Island and summer’s on the coast of Maine.
I was honored to hike your stone with The Summit Project and share some great stories with your grandparents. It was a beautiful hike with a great squad up Cadillac Mountain. I got a trail name. Thin Mint. I guess I deserve it. I wouldn’t shut up about Girl Scout cookies at the summit. In the Army, I was called Chowder. I guess I can’t get away from the food names. We carried the flag for a bit. It was the best part of the hike! I did it in your honor, and for all that have, and will protect our flag.
I gave you a trail name….The Professor. I have a good sense from the stories I heard and the feeling I had while together, that you were special person that cared deeply about others and would have been a great educator. You served our country with honor and your life and stories are now eternal in the stone that carries you name. A stone, from the place that you loved most and touched by the people that was most dear to you.
I suspect you will always be in my thoughts. I have a crazy memory for details. I will always remember your grandparents as the “Rock Stars” of The Summit Project. Your grandmother found a heart shape stone…nice touch Justin. Rest in peace Soldier…#MHANF
To the Buxbaum family,
On Dec 8, 2018 I had the honor of carrying Justin’s stone and story at the Millinocket Marathon and Half. As racetime drew nearer I read many of the fallen’s stories on the Summit Project page to look for one that struck a chord with me. Justin’s story jumped out. I loved that he always strived to overcome any obstacles in his way to success. Also that he helped others when they were having a hard time. That was all I needed to prompt me to request his stone for the race. I knew in my heart he would help me succeed in the upcoming challenge.
I’ve talked to Justin’s grandparents, Don and Cheryl, at many TSP events but didn’t know a lot about his story. So I started researching more to see who this young man was. From everything I found Justin was an exceptional young man. It seems he really started to hit his stride and show his passions for his sports and academic studies during his high school years. Active in multiple sports, named most improved student, and listed on the honor roll. Pretty impressive. Then he continued that momentum by showing his passion for his country as he did two tours of duty in the National Guard and then followed up by enlisting in the Army and doing yet another tour of duty. From accounts I read he was exceptional at his military job, searching out IEDs. It takes a special kind of person to put themselves in harm’s way to ensure the safety of others.
Although his dream of becoming an elementary school teacher never came to fruition, it seems that in his short time here many people learned from him while he was alive, and many more who continue to learn from him through hearing his story. How could you not learn from a young man who had an infectious smile, a great love of family and roots, would lend a helping hand to anyone needing it regardless of their station in life, and had a never give up mindset.
For me a stone is an inanimate object with it’s own characteristics. When something is carved or engraved on a stone it implies there is a story behind the stone, but it is still just a stone. It’s when you learn the story that the stone becomes something much more. Equiped with Justin’s stone and story I got in the starting gate for the race confident “we” could do this. His stone was carried in a sling pack so we could walk side by side. The weight of the stone was a constant reminder of his presence, and several times during the 13.1 miles I called on bits of his story for inspiration, and to get me through a couple low points when compound physical issues and the course hills were getting into my head. All I had to do was think of Justin’s conquering obstacles and my pace picked back up. A couple times other runners stopped to ask if I needed anything. I couldn’t help but think Justin’s desire to help others was being channeled to those around me.
So we crossed the finish line together, and then I returned his stone to the TSP guardians. While the race is done and I no longer physically carry his stone, Justin’s story is something I will carry with me for life. I’m sure he’ll come to mind many times for many reasons. I hope I can live life in a manner worthy of his sacrifice. Those of us who’ve carried Justin’s stone will make sure he is not forgotten. MHANF
Regards,
Steve “Buddha” Crossman
To the friends and family of Justin,
This is the hardest letter I have had to write since I became involved with TSP in 2014. I have carried more than a dozen soldiers stones and many spirit stones, but I will NEVER forget my journey with Justin. It started back on the ANP hike in 2017. Everything on the hike went very well and I had the best conversation with Don and Cheryl over lunch that day.
I went home excited to write my letter and share my experience of the weekend, but I never did.
This has been eating me up since it happened, but I never wrote my letter to you. I’m sure I could come up with a million excuses of “why” to put on paper, but it all started with an Achilles injury and spiraled into losing track of time. For almost 2 years I have had no idea what to do about this. I failed you and the TSP mission and I am still embarrassed about this failure. Over time I did finally come up with the idea of hiking Justin’s stone again and writing the letter I was unsuccessful with.
Fate. I’m not a religious man, but I believe in fate. Fate intervened 2 weeks ago. Susan Simmons, the very same person I had admitted my failure to and talked with about a year ago to re-hike Justin’s stone, was assigned as Team Blue’s team leader. She has become a good friend and I was looking forward to seeing her and meeting my team for our hike on Sat night in the Rec Hall. We exchanged hugs and we all seemed so very eager to start on our adventure the next day, but we were missing 4 of the 12 hikers on our team.
After a restless night’s sleep we all gathered for coffee and to get organized when Susan came into the lodge a little late carrying a flag bag. Fate. It was Justin’s stone! One of our hikers could not make it and had been assigned his stone. As a team we decided to honor our mission and make sure his story was carried that day. Justin was always a team player and we quickly pulled together without any questions asked to do this as a team. After I realized I had this chance to take his stone with us I stepped outside for a few minutes to pull myself together. Just before we left Susan asked who wanted to hike first with his stone. I took the stone before anybody else had the chance.
Redemption.
I quickly added his stone to my ruck with the 4 other stones: Army CPT Kevin D. Ouelette, “PTSD”, “Teamwork”, and “Family”. I couldn’t see them behind me, but I know the entire team looked at me funny when I had slung my ruck into the seat next to me with a resounding “THUD”. These 5 stones were never an issue on my back due to the fact that I was now able to do what was “right”…finally.
After our first stop in the very lush and wet woods we were all discovering together I let Justin go to another hiker. He was carried by all 8 of us that day. I was able to share some of my notes from 2 years ago with the team in our circle ceremony from my notebook I always carry on TSP hikes. My admission to them of my error and how I had been carrying this heavy in my heart for far too long came next. I asked to be the one to write the letter for Justin and they all agreed that it was the right thing to do.
The rest of our hike went by quickly and ended up with us standing and waiting for our van. The sky opened up and drenched us. It seemed fitting to me that after all of the hardships we may have encountered on the days leading up to this hike that we were “washed clean” of all of them. We were able to return to Twin Pines clear minded and focused on closing out our promise to the families. . When we left the van we prepared to give the stones back to the families. I knew Kevin Ouellette’s family was not there, but I really hoped to see some of Justin’s family. I was not disappointed.
When I entered the tent it was a blur of beautiful familiar faces filled with hope and a common sense of purpose. When I announced Justin’s stone was carried by all of us I saw Don and Cheryl step out of the circle to meet me in the middle. Don your smile met me first. Cheryl your kind eyes and words met me next. Your hugs warmed me and it was the nicest greeting I had all weekend. It was now time for me to let you have the stone back and also a time for me to forget about the past hike’s letter to be in the moment with you.
Thank you all for being part of The Summit Project. We will hold Justin’s memory in our hearts and let others know his story. Thank you entrusting strangers, such as myself, to come into your lives. The pain will never go away, but we can help shoulder some of the burden for you.
MHANF
Scott “Skeletor” Stitham
BSP 2019 Team Blue
~“The Grateful Eight”~
-Susan Witham Simmons
-Mark LoSacco
-Erik LoSacco
-Courtney Guay Evans
-Chrissy Lacrosse
-Andrea Perley Cox
-Dylan Harris
-Scott “Skeletor” Stitham
As Justin looks over my shoulder as I read your letter he had a smile on his face. One of the best things about Justin is the big heart he has. He long forgave you about not writing the letter then as the timing was not right. He appreciates that you took him for another hike and shared his story with each other. Justin’s spirit is all around all the time. Justin was and still does give a hand to all who need that extra nudge to make it up the hill and as you are ready to call it quits it would come into your head you can do this try just one more time. Justin gave you his nudge by not having the hiker being able to go that weekend because you needed him more. Put your heart at ease, job well done.
On September 28th, I had the honor of carrying the stone of Justin Buxbaum up Cadilac Mountain in Acadia National Park. I was blessed to get to learn about this amazing young man in the short time I had to learn about him.
Such a compassionate young man, always willing to help others no matter the cost to himself as proven in his time in the Army. As I hiked the mountain it really felt as if he was there with us. It was a blessing to learn about the Summit Project and its mission. The brave men and women that serve our nation should never be forgotten and knowing there is a organization that will ensure that they never are, and being a part of such an amazing group is a true blessing.
David, thank you for volunteering to hike up Cadillac Mt. with Justin. He loves being with the hikers and is honored to be with you. Justin’s cheerfulness has kept his fellow brothers while in Afghanistan and Iraq going when the chips were down. He continues that with the hikers also. I am sure that he had his down times but never showed that to those he felt needed a boast up in morale and courage as he does with the hikers also. This is year is the first time that we have missed a hike, however Justin understood why and he approved as it was his cousin’s wedding day. Thank you for hiking and hope that you will do it again so we will meet each other. Cheryl and Don
I just don’t even know where to begin. I was invited to hike Katahdin with a group of 11 others on October 12th. I contemplated this opportunity for quite some time as I was unsure of my abilities when it came to such an undertaking. The mountain that has been on my bucket list for years. I made the decision to do the hike because what better way to cross an item off your bucket list than by doing so to honor some of Maine’s finest. I knew the moment I agreed that I would ask to carry the stone and story of Justin. Justin was with me on my very first major hike when I attended TSP BSP 2018 and summited Owl with him carrying me up that trail. I faced fears on that mountain and walked out of the woods a changed woman and I attribute that to having Justin by my side and guiding me. Therefore I knew I needed him with me as I faced the next major hiking challenge.
The morning of the hike we gathered at the parking lot and I anxiously awaited getting my hands on that stone once again, I needed to feel the connection to face my fears. Just as I expected, the physical connection created by feeling that stone brought me new level of peace. I tucked the stone in my pack and we struck off onto the trail. The hike turned out to be far more than I had envisioned, we were cold and wet and tired right off the bat. The trail, while the easiest up the mountain, is still a difficult trail, made even more difficult by the rain and slippery leaves that had fallen. Our team forged on, trying to maintain a pace to make it so that we could summit and get done safely before dark fell. We faced some challenges along the way but I was truly amazed at how each and every team member managed to stay so very positive despite the conditions.
With every step I took I thought of Justin and all that he experienced, I thought about his family and the loss they have faced, and I thought of what would have been different if Justin hadn’t lost his life. As the trail got steeper, more technical, and increasingly difficult we passed countless other hikers who had turned around because once they faced a certain point it was miserable weather and safety wise. It was disheartening to see so many people turn around but we kept going. There was a mission to complete.
This is where I admit that I became one of those people who turned around due to the conditions. As much as I didn’t want to, I sat my tush down on a particularly hard portion of the trail and I had a little inner dialog with myself and with Justin about what needed to be done at that point. I was feeling mentally and physically defeated and knew that it was not safe for me or my team to continue up that trail. It crushed me to not get Justin to the top, the tears rolled and I felt like a failure. I turned back with a fellow hiker to keep me company (thank you, thank you my friend) and made the decent back to the trailhead. As I made the trek back I still felt the weight of not continuing, but with each step I knew I had made the right decision for myself and the team.
Justin’s stone may not have made it to the summit, but now, almost two weeks later, I am realizing that it wasn’t a failure. I completed my mission, I embraced Justin and what he represents, I felt his weight physically and emotionally and that deepened my devotion to making sure his story lives on. Justin helped me, once again, face my fears head on and guided me in making the best decisions I could have made. I know that I will face that mountain again and Justin will most certainly be right there with me, guiding me and keeping me safe ❤
To Justin’s family, thank you for participating in the Summit Project and allowing people like me to experience your boy. He has brought strength and light into my life and many others and I know with each set of hands that hold that stone, his legacy will live on.
Kayla, I would never have known you except through Justin as our lives are very different, especially age wise. I knew after your first hike with Justin that he will always have your back and help you make important decisions no matter what they are. He is now beside you on all of your journeys especially the ones that will have the biggest impact on all that you do. Listen, ask what you should do and then do. He stood by you and answered you should you turn back or forge on. You followed his answer and your own answer (also with the Supreme Being). Follow your heart and the gut remember there is always a next time for a climb or a long walk. You have been challenging yourself since I met you, set your goals and go for it girl. Take care.
Sweet Kayla- Thank you for choosing Justin again to hike with you on this huge endeavor. We are very proud of you for being one of the 12 to make the trek. It is too bad that the weather was so adverse on such a long. tough climb. That takes nothing away from your courage and devotion to TSP, Justin and yourself. I have no doubt that Justin knew that this was not the time to complete Katahdin and was involved in the decision to turn back and avoid possible “disaster”. Turning back is far from defeat. There will be another opportunity to get this done if you so choose. We are proud of you and thank you for remembering Justin’s strengths and character to accompany you on that special day. Love, Don & Cheryl
Justin,
I’m so glad that I got to spend a couple of days with you. It was a perfect day for a hike. Just enough wind to keep the bugs off us, and cloud cover to make it nice and cool. But the best part of the whole hike, and trip that we took was telling my wife about you. It was her first hike with TSP. She was very intrigued by your grandparents, and the way that they picked out your stone from the beach on Chebeague island. She said that she wants to go there one of these days. Maybe we can meet your grandparents there.
The hike started from our house in Parsonsfield and then on to Cornish before we turned around and went and got the car and drove to the veteran’s memorial in Limerick. The following weekend we took the picture of your stone down to Stars and Strips for some good ole BBQ. It was so cool to tell your story there. They are big supporters of TSP. on the way home we stopped and had some ice cream. It was very cool to see people stop what they were doing to hear your story.
Just know that your family grows every day. It has grown by two. You have touched our hearts in so many ways. You will all ways be there to help push me through it when times might get bad. You will always be there to remind me to do the right thing no matter the cost. You have taught me to always reach out and help some one even if my hands all full. You have taught me to be me again. And I thank you for that.
Thank you, brother, you will never be forgotten.
Scott B. Carson
SSgt USMC ret.
I had the honor of carrying the memory, story and stone connected to Justin, up Cadillac Mountain. This was my first hike with the Summit Project. And my first time hiking a mountain! 2020 proved a strange year for this event. It was a somber day as no families were present. Everyone spoke of the times past when things were different. I look forward to a future hike when life is more normal. I hope that future affords me the ability to meet Justin’s family!
I spent my hike thinking and reflecting on all I had read about Justin. Like they say the stone chooses you. I found so many different ways to connect with him and the life and path he chose. He did not chose the path of least resistance. During my time reflecting I gained some faith in my plans to change my own path. The Monday after my hike I began my journey working at a local school as their school nurse. I will carry with me Justin’s story and his desire to mentor and teach. I will hold his story always, and will continue to share his story with anyone willing to listen.
On Sunday, May 30th, I had the honor of carrying the stone of Army SPC Justin L. Buxbaum up the mountain of Great Pond in Orland. They say the stone finds you and I whole heartedly agree. Justin and I were born in the same year – and from what I’ve read about him, he and I most definitely would have been friends in high school. I unfortunately did not get the chance to reach out to Justin’s grandparents, but I have signed up for The Summit Project’s hike at Acadia National Park in September where I will once again get the chance to carry Justin’s stone. I am hopeful that I will be able to touch base with his grandparents to learn more about Justin and get the chance to meet them in September. It was an absolute honor to carry his stone and please know that he will never be forgotten.
Thank you, Ashley. We are glad that we did get together at Acadia when you chose to carry Justin’s stone a second time. It was great to see you again at Acadia this year(2002) too.
Don & Cheryl Buxbaum
Hello, my name is Beth Higgins and I am the Director of Academic Advising at the University of Southern Maine. Earlier this month I carried Justin’s rock as part of the Summit Project at USM. It was an honor to carry the rock that you selected from Chebeague Island, a place so very dear to Justin’s heart.
As I perused information about Justin’s life on the web, it became evident what an impact he had on his family, friends, teachers, teammates, and others that crossed his path. His passion for life, school, athletics, military, and his family was extremely clear. Justin was a man of courage, fortitude, and had great dedication to individuals in his life, especially his mom and little brother. Justin clearly made a difference in those that surrounded him. As I shared this information as well as Justin’s accomplishments and future aspirations with the many folks on our walk, my heart was significantly touched by the great love you all shared. Thank you for creating the avenue to learn through Justin’s story. Justin continues to influence the lives of many.
To the Buxbaum Family,
On Sunday, May 29th 2022, Army Specialist Justin L Buxbaum touched my soul as I was honored to carry his stone up the owl in Baxter Park. The spirit of his heart and devotion to his family seemed to have radiated his stone. There were many times on this climb that I reached down to touch his stone through my backpack, which seemed to give me strength when I was tired and needed help. From the many pictures, Justin’s smile seemed infectious, so I envisioned his face during the climb. With every step I thought about what steps Justin took over in Iraq and Afghanistan. Justin served with great pride and hearing stories about how he learned how to drive as a young child to then driving around disabling IED’s so that others could be safe. Justin’s ambition to become a teacher obviously shines through as we are still learning from him today. I must thank Justin’s grandparents, Donald and Cheryl Buxbaum and his Aunt Beth for their devotion in sharing wonderful stories about him and his love for his family, friends, and country. Justin brought me together with strangers, but after this weekend he brought me together with friends. Thank you to the TSP community and for creating such connections to our military heroes. Justin will continue to make a difference in this world, and I will make sure to tell his story so that his light will continue to touch others.
With much respect, Stacey
Stacey – Thank you for these heartfelt words and for learning so much of who Justin was (and is). We are grateful to you for taking the the time out of your life to carry Justin’s stone and story to help ensure that he and all of Maine’s fallen heroes are not forgotten.
Don & Cheryl Buxbaum
On Saturday May 28 I had the most profound experience of my life, it was a motorcycle ride to cherish for a lifetime. I was able to carry Justin’s stone from Portland ME to Millinocket so that I could give his grandmother, grandfather, and his mom the stone. I was so very fortunate to be able to thank them in person for what a great sacrifice he gave for his country. When I read his story, I was compelled to give his grandma the biggest hug I could and let her know “to tell grandma I love her” and just hold on to her for a minute longer so she could feel the love from me to her. To the family I will never forget this experience and because of that I will be doing this ride for years to come. Maybe with any luck I will be able to carry Justin again in the future.
With loving regards, Kathy
On September 24, 2022 I had the honor and privilege to carry the stone and story of Army Spc Justin L. Buxbaum.
After being assigned Justin’s stone my research took me to the internet to read about Justin which included the many letters to the family from previous hikers and people that have visited Justin’s resting place on Chebeague Island. Then, as you know, Sue and I came out to Chebeague to visit with you both.
Hike day was sunny but very windy however this did not deter all the teams from completing our mission. I have carried Aaron’s stone before but this was the first time I carried another hero’s stone. What a great experience it was to learn about Justin and to feel his presence during the hike. Although I had not been doing many serious hikes over the years I knew, with Justin’s help, I would complete this one and share his story. Many times during the climb I would talk to Justin and recall the many stories told of him.
As we were completing our ceremony on the summit, and just before we were ready to depart, one of our hikers spotted a bald eagle soaring overhead. I’ve heard many people say there are no coincidences and have come to believe that myself. The eagle’s appearance solidified that for me.
To borrow the wording from TSP:
“We carry their stone for a hike
We carry their story for a lifetime…”
Much love,
Jim Stout
To the family of Justin,
I feel, and was, honored to carry the stone this year at Baxter. I truly felt at home to talk with you all, and learn the stories about Justin. I felt so at peace when Jen and I made the trip to Chebeague to meet up with you guys. You made us feel right at home. Beth I must say our talk really hit home for me, thank you!!! For me learning about Justin and sharing his story to anybody that will listen means so much to me. Today 6-20-23 I was working in Port Clyde which is down east at the end of one the fingers. I had the honor to tell a couple of the locals getting off the ferry boat a story about a Island boy I know. They listen and learned about your Justin. They wanted me to tell you all Thank you for sharing and they are sorry for your loss. I feel Justin was there with me (the man’s hat said Coming home on it!!). This choked me up so I looked up and said thank you to my new friend. I had a blast hanging out and can not wait for them strong hugs at ANP the fall. Love you all with all my heart!!! I will make this promise to you all that I will ALWAYS REMEMBER AND CONTINUE TELLING HIS STORY. HE WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN!!!!!
I recently had the good fortune to carry Justin’s stone on a hike at Wolf’s Neck State Park with the L.L.Bean Veteran’s Employee Business Resource Group (EBRG).
The experience was very moving and it was an honor carrying Justin’s stone. Justin made the ultimate sacrifice in support of our country and I am greatly appreciative of his service. Thank you to his grandparents and his other family members for sharing his story and providing a stone from Chebeague Island.
Rest in peace, Justin. Your life and your sacrifice will be remembered forever.
I participated in The Summit Project hike in Acadia. The experience was humbling and I was honored to carry Justin’s stone, connect with his family and share his stories. There were many connections and moments along the hike to Justin’s story. The theme that surfaced for me was how people find comfort in finding connection through shared experiences. Justin grew up on Chebeague Island where I spend some time learning about his story. On the Island there is a clear difference in connection between people from the island vs from the mainland. As the connections were made to people who grew up on the island, there was a clear change in comfort or acceptance similar to what a Mainer might experience while meeting someone “from away” who knows someone you do. The comfort in the shared experience was also a theme on the hike, where complete strangers found connection and comfort through finding common links between branches of service, people they knew or stones previously carried. TSP does such a wonderful job supporting the Gold Star Families and the experience of formally returning Justin’s stone to his family was a special experience to share with the families and other hikers. Justin’s legacy will live on in many ways through the TSP work as well as the connection between all the previous carriers of his stone.
It was my honor and privilege to carry the stone and story Army Spc. Justin L. Buxbaum in Baxter State Park for The Summit Project on Sunday, May 26, 2024, exactly 16 years after his death in Afghanistan. As part of Team Red, I hiked with Justin’s stone to the north peak of Doubletop Mountain, where our team members shared the stories of our heroes.
Our team was originally supposed to hike The Owl, but conditions prevented us from doing that trail so we were directed to Doubletop Mountain instead. We could not have asked for a better day for our team of 11 hikers to venture up to the north peak for our circle ceremony and to share the touching stories of our heroes.
I found a quote from Justin in a 2005 article from the 56th Brigade Combat Team Public Affairs Office about his work ensuring roads were safe for convoys and civilians by helping to hunt and remove the IEDs. He said, “It is a very rewarding feeling knowing that the job that we perform may save someone’s life so that they can go back home to their families.”
That quote from Justin himself seems to fit well with what his grandparents, Don and Cheryl Buxbaum, told me about Justin. They described him as someone who was always looking out for other people.
A special thank you to Don and Cheryl for taking the time to help me get to know Justin, who spent a lot of time with them at their home on Chebeague Island, so that I could better understand the man who gave his life while serving our country. They said he was always smiling and aware of the other people around him, and if someone wasn’t being included in activities, he would find a way to get them involved.
Justin was definitely looking out for me on our hike up Doubletop. There were a few moments when I was discouraged and started to feel my legs weaken. But I knew he was there with me, encouraging me to go on.
I had the Honor of being asked by Cheryl to receive Justin’s stone from the Hiker Rota at Baxter. It was a Beautiful day with the sun shining down on us all when Rota spoke Justin’s name then handed me the Stone. I’m sorry Cheryl, Don or Beth could not be there and I know they were deeply saddened when they could not be there but Thank You for entrusting me. Thank You Justin for putting us in these positions to help and Honor you.
Don and Cheryl Buxbaum,
Hiking with your grandson’s stone at Acadia was an unforgettable experience for me. Not only did I have the privilege of learning about Justin, but I also gained a new friend on that trip. A friend that kept me going on the difficult parts of the hike and guided me to ensure my safety during the steep climb up Cadillac Mountain. Justin will always live on with me and I feel secure knowing he is watching over me. I am very lucky.
It was such a pleasure and an honor to meet the grandparents of Justin Buxbaum. Thank you both for sharing the highs and the lows of Justin’s story. I can tell from our interactions that the love you have for Justin has not faded with time and I find that remarkably beautiful. I am so glad you were able to make it this year and I hope to see you again at Baxter 2025.
Justin will never be forgotten.
Respectfully,
Ryan Johnson
Dear Don and Cheryl Buxbaum,
On January 25th, I had the honor and privilege of carrying Justin’s stone and sharing his story during the RTX Vets Heroes hike. I lived on Chebeague Island for ten years, starting in 2004, and I had the opportunity to meet Justin shortly after he graduated high school. When I was chosen to carry his stone in the hike, I felt very happy because I remembered his story so well. Tragically, he was killed just over a month after my best friend was killed in Afghanistan. At that time, I was in my early twenties, and the events happening in the world didn’t resonate with me until I experienced that loss.
It was a beautiful day for a hike as we arrived at the Highland Center in New Hampshire, right next to the Mt. Willard trailhead. Although I had only hiked in the White Mountains a few times, I was in awe of my surroundings! There was a group of us that day: Greg Johnson and I from The Summit Project, RTX Vets from Connecticut, and members of Opendoors Outdoors.
As we began our ascent, the scenery was stunning. The trail was covered by fresh snow clinging to the pines, and the sun was shining through, creating a warm and calm atmosphere. After a couple of miles, we reached an opening in the trees that revealed an absolutely breathtaking view. It was at the top that I was I was able to share Justin’s story with our team of fellow hikers.
I look forward to having many more opportunities to share Justin’s inspiring story with others. Spending a day with him was not only an incredible experience but also a true privilege.
Thank you so much,
Kristen Olsen