Feb 06 , 2026
The flag slipped from his grasp, but Alfred Hilton didn’t falter. Blood soaked through his uniform as enemy fire rained down. With his last strength, he caught the fallen colors and pressed them hi...
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Feb 06 , 2026
Steel twisted, smoke choking the sky and the roar of cannon pounding a deadly rhythm. Amid the hellfire at Fort Wagner on July 18, 1863, Alfred B. Hilton clutched the colors of the 4th United State...
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Feb 06 , 2026
Alfred B. Hilton gripped the staff of the Stars and Stripes while blood pooled beneath him. The flag teetered—a beacon in the swirling chaos of Fort Wagner’s jagged fight. Mortally wounded, he haul...
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Jan 08 , 2026
The roar of artillery shredded the morning fog. Men screamed, muskets cracked, and the earth drank blood. Amid the carnage, Sergeant William McKinley stood his ground, flag in hand—unbowed, unbroke...
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Dec 30 , 2025
Robert J. Patterson stood in the smoke and blood, every man around him falling, his regiment’s line buckling under merciless Confederate fire. His hands gripped the flagpole—a splintered standard, ...
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Dec 19 , 2025
Robert J. Patterson stood knee-deep in chaos, smoke choking the morning air, the crack of rifles echoing like death’s drum. His regiment was pinned under savage Confederate fire at Fort Fisher, Nor...
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