The Days Forward

West Point Class of 1969

Sally Robyn

Sally Robyn grew up in Tennessee and has been married to Eric for 45 years, making a home wherever the Army sent them. She and Eric now live in Savannah, Georgia. She is the mother of 2 grown sons (one a graduate of West Point, Class of ’92) and grandmother of 7.

  • Where Were You When…? 1972
    I am sure you, like me, have been asked that question. Perhaps the first thing that comes to mind is where you were on the morning of 9/11.  That was a date that marked us all, the memory of that day’s activities indelibly imprinted as news of the terror attacks flashed across TV screens.  But… Read more: Where Were You When…? 1972
  • Two Tales of a City, 2015 – Part 2
    Fast forward to 2015.  Not only were Sally and I looking forward to a nostalgic trip back to Germany and a visit with friends in Augsburg and Ansbach, but we also had the pleasure of sharing this journey with our sixteen-year-old grandson Gavin.  Forty-two years from our first visit, we landed in Berlin on December… Read more: Two Tales of a City, 2015 – Part 2
  • Two Tales of a City, 1973 – Part 1
    INTRODUCTION: November 9, 2019, marks the 30th Anniversary of the Fall of the Berlin Wall. In 1961 when most of the West Point Class of 1969 were enjoying their first heady experiences of high school, construction began on a wall that would split Berlin into two distinct and isolated sectors.  This event, emblematic of the… Read more: Two Tales of a City, 1973 – Part 1
  • What West Point Means To Me – Sally Robyn
    My connection to West Point began the summer of 1965. My high school boyfriend left, as summer began, to enter USMA Class of ‘69. I looked forward to his letters that trickled in bearing a West Point postmark and designation, New Cadet Eric Robyn. He wrote of hazing and a regimen known as “Beast Barracks”… Read more: What West Point Means To Me – Sally Robyn
  • Missing Out – 1987
    By Sally Robyn, wife of Colonel (Ret) Eric Robyn “You’ve never taken us to Disney World.  Why do we miss out on all the fun?” These complaints came as a chorus from our two sons on arrival back in the States in 1987 from a five-year tour in Belgium and Germany.  The boys, Paul at… Read more: Missing Out – 1987