Nov 30 , 2025
Blood on the cannon’s touchhole. Hands shaking; yet the salvo fires—again and again. No time for retreat. No thought of surrender. Just resolve carved deep into bone and spirit. That was Alonzo Cus...
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Nov 29 , 2025
Pain. Fire. The roar of cannon louder than any prayer. The line trembles beneath a sky bleeding smoke. There he stands, 22 years old, a young artillery officer named Alonzo Cushing. Mortally wounde...
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Nov 27 , 2025
Blood and iron, sweat and grit — on July 3, 1863, at Gettysburg, a young artillery officer stared death in the eye and spat defiance. Mortally wounded yet unyielding, Alonzo Cushing manned his batt...
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Nov 27 , 2025
Blood runs thicker than glory. Alonzo Cushing’s hands shook the earth itself at Gettysburg, locked on his cannon's wheel as bullets tore through the air around him. Mortally wounded, soaked in bloo...
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Nov 26 , 2025
Alonzo Cushing knelt behind his artillery piece in the swirl of Gettysburg’s second day. Exhausted men fell around him under a storm of rebel musket fire. One cannon cracked loose near his ear—anot...
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Nov 24 , 2025
The air thickened with smoke and sweat. Nine guns lined Cemetery Ridge, but as Confederate troops surged, only one man stood unbowed—artillery captain Alonzo Cushing. Wounded again, bleeding from ...
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