James E. Robinson Jr. Medal of Honor at Krivošije Pass 1944

Feb 19 , 2026

James E. Robinson Jr. Medal of Honor at Krivošije Pass 1944

James E. Robinson Jr. didn’t wait for orders.

The enemy fire tore through the damp Croatian air around the Krivošije Mountains on October 17, 1944. His platoon pinned down by machine guns, soldiers falling one after another—blood pooling into the dirt. No hesitation. Robinson surged forward, breathing fire and grit. Lead or die, his soul screamed.

He was the storm before the calm.


Blood and Belief: The Making of a Warrior

Born in 1918 in Lexington, Kentucky, Robinson grew up rooted in hard soil and harder values. A simple boy molded by Appalachian will and Christian faith. His father taught him a farmer’s work ethic. His mother, the Bible-in-hand conviction that through suffering comes salvation.

Robinson enlisted in the Army in 1941, long before Pearl Harbor’s flames. He carried with him a code forged in church pews and Sunday prayers: protect the weak, fight the evil that lurks in dark places, never abandon your brothers.

“Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” — John 15:13

The war wasn’t just a fight for freedom. It was a test of character, a battlefield baptism.


The Battle That Defined Him: October 17, 1944

Assigned to the 3rd Infantry Division, Robinson’s company faced the entrenched German lines guarding strategic mountain passes in Yugoslavia. The enemy’s fortifications hemmed in his unit like a noose. Early in the assault, supporting troops faltered. The air thick with smoke, screams, and the staccato crack of gunfire.

Robinson did something few could. By himself, he charged headlong into the hellish crossfire. Crawling under direct machine gun bullets, he took out nests one at a time, throwing grenades, rifle blazing. Twice he was knocked down. Twice he got back up.

His leadership sparked a rescue when the platoon’s commander fell, guiding disoriented troops through the web of fire and debris. By midday, Robinson had cleared the way, enabling his battalion to press forward and seize the critical pass.

“With complete disregard for his own safety and in the face of intense enemy fire, he spearheaded the assault that broke the enemy defense line.” — Medal of Honor Citation, 1945[1]


A Medal Earned in Blood

For his valor—and grit forged in war’s crucible—Robinson received the Medal of Honor. The award spoken with reverence in U.S. Army annals. His citation detailed not just bravery, but unstoppable will and self-sacrifice.

General Alexander Patch, commander of the 7th Army, remarked,

“Robinson’s courage exemplified the spirit of our greatest soldiers. He did not just fight; he carried the fight to the enemy. His example saved lives and shaped victory.”[2]

But medals never told the full story. His comrades remembered a man who took every bullet-like a blow for the team. A silent guardian who didn’t seek credit, only the survival of his brothers in arms.


Legacy: The Quiet Flame

James E. Robinson Jr. left the battlefield, but the scars never left him. He returned to Kentucky, a living reminder of sacrifice and faith tested at the edge of death. To veterans, his story is a mirror: the hard truth of courage is often lonely, terrifying, but necessary.

To civilians, Robinson’s legacy is a call to bear witness—not the sanitized history, but the raw cost behind “freedom.” His life unspools a message as old as war itself: True courage demands sacrifice, and the price is often paid in blood and broken dreams.

Yet, beneath the stains and scars, there is redemption.

“He who endures to the end will be saved.” — Matthew 24:13

Robinson’s fearlessness wasn’t reckless. It was born of faith and a fierce commitment to his brothers and cause. The courage to run into the storm, knowing only one truth: some fights are bigger than us, but no man fights alone.


His footsteps echo in the dust of every battle fought by those who refuse to yield.

James E. Robinson Jr. was more than a Medal of Honor recipient. He was a testament to the raw, costly heart of heroism—scarred, steadfast, and redeemed.


Sources

1. U.S. Army Center of Military History, Medal of Honor Recipients: World War II 2. Official After Action Reports and Command Quotes, 3rd Infantry Division Archives


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