My father's name was Michael Maynard. U.S. Marine Corps, 1st Battalion, 5th Marines. September 14th, 2007. Iraq. Baghdad. Two mortar rounds that day. My mom said the guy who showed up at our door stood there holding his cover for a long time before he said anything. She already knew. I was eleven years old. I ended up joining too. Maybe I wanted to be close to him. Maybe I thought I'd be luckier than him. I came back alive. Just covered in burns. My mom never once acted like I was hard to look at. Even when I was at my worst, she just said, "It's okay. Mom's here."
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🙏 Thank you for supporting a veteran and his mother.
I didn't make these wind chimes to get rich. I made them so I could be the man my father couldn't be—the one who stays until the very end.
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Sweat, Iron, and Chemo Days
I tuned these myself. The sound isn't sharp or loud—it's a low, gentle ring that slows everything down. It's the sound of a moment of quiet. The sound I wish I had in Baghdad. The sound I hope you have on your porch.
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THE SOUND OF PEACE
The first thing you'll notice isn't how it looks.It's how it sounds.When a gentle breeze passes through, the chimes produce a soft, low tone—not sharp, not noisy, not overwhelming.Just a calm, comforting sound that seems to slow everything down for a moment.Many customers hang theirs on a porch, beside a garden path, or near an open window where they can hear it while drinking their morning coffee.
It's the kind of sound that reminds you to breathe, pause, and enjoy where you are.
Now she's going through chemo. Last week she threw up all day. When she finally fell asleep, she was still holding my hand. I sat by her bed and thought about a lot of things. Thought about how my father never saw me in uniform. Never knew I could do woodworking. Paint birds. Make wind chimes that actually look good. And then I thought — he didn't make it home. But my mom is still here. So I go to my garage every day. Make wind chimes. One after another. Not for the money. It's because my father wasn't there to take care of her to the end.
I still can.
I'm not too late.
Handcrafted by a Marine. Built from burns. Made for the ones who stay.
VRTRAN is a certified service-disabled veteran-owned small business. Every purchase supports a Marine who came home with burns, and a mother who never looked away.
𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
This is to certify that ''Hands that served'' meets the criteria for Service-Disabled Veteran-Owned Small Business (SDVOSB) status.
Wounded Warrior Project (WWP)
Founded in 2003 at the bedside of wounded service members returning from Iraq and Afghanistan, WWP is now the nation's leading veteran service organization, focused on the total well-being of post-9/11 wounded, ill, or injured veterans through mental health, physical rehabilitation, and career support programs.
