Jan 18 , 2026
He was the last man standing behind a shattered cannon, blood pumping through mortal wounds but never ceasing the fire. Smoke and roar filled the air. Chaos pressed in from all sides. Alonzo Cushin...
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Jan 17 , 2026
Alfred B. Hilton planted the flag deep into the chaos of Fort Wagner’s bloody sand. Bullets whipped past. Smoke clawed his lungs. His arms burned from taking fire. Yet he held the colors high. Thou...
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Jan 17 , 2026
Alfred B. Hilton gripped the colors with hands slick from blood and battle dust. The flag—the soul of his regiment—was slipping from dying fingers all around him. He would not let it fall. At Fort ...
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Dec 30 , 2025
Alfred B. Hilton gripped the flagstaff with hands slick from sweat and blood. Bullets tore the air around him. Chaos roared like a damned storm. Through every shattered step forward, that banner—st...
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Dec 30 , 2025
The air burned with gunpowder and death. Amid the deafening roar of cannon and rifle, the battle flag wavered—tattered but unyielding. Alfred B. Hilton clutched it close, though blood poured from m...
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Dec 30 , 2025
Robert J. Patterson stood at the blurring edge of chaos—a lone figure amid a storm of lead and flame. His regiment faltered, pinned under a withering Confederate barrage. The roar was deafening, bo...
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