Alonzo Cushing's Valor at Gettysburg and the Medal of Honor

Alonzo Cushing's Valor at Gettysburg and the Medal of Honor

Jun 06 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Alonzo Cushing gripped the cold barrel of his cannon as Confederate fire ripped through the field. Blood was seeping freely from a wound churning his guts. But the guns did not fall silent. Not whi...

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Alonzo Cushing's Sacrifice on Cemetery Ridge at Gettysburg

Alonzo Cushing's Sacrifice on Cemetery Ridge at Gettysburg

May 31 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Alonzo Cushing bled on the rocky slopes of Cemetery Ridge, artillery barrels roaring under a hailstorm of Confederate fire. Wounded, unstoppable, he stayed locked behind his gun. Shot through the l...

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Alonzo Cushing’s Stand at Gettysburg That Delayed Pickett’s Charge

Alonzo Cushing’s Stand at Gettysburg That Delayed Pickett’s Charge

May 25 , 2026

Infidel Co.

They say hell is a crucible. For First Lieutenant Alonzo Cushing, that hell baked in the July sun’s unforgiving glare, deep in the fields of Gettysburg. A young artillery officer, bleeding, broken,...

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Alonzo Cushing's Gettysburg Sacrifice and Medal of Honor

Alonzo Cushing's Gettysburg Sacrifice and Medal of Honor

May 23 , 2026

Infidel Co.

The hellfire never stops. Guns roar and men fall. Amid the storm of Gettysburg on July 3, 1863, a young artillery officer knelt—wounded, bleeding, unmoving but relentless. His hands gripped the whe...

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Alonzo Cushing, the Gettysburg Officer Who Held the Line

Alonzo Cushing, the Gettysburg Officer Who Held the Line

May 20 , 2026

Infidel Co.

The roar of cannon fire swallowed the cries of the dying. Amid the chaos of July 3, 1863, at Gettysburg, First Lieutenant Alonzo Cushing gripped the controls of his artillery battery with hands sli...

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Alonzo Cushing’s Gettysburg Stand That Earned the Medal of Honor

Alonzo Cushing’s Gettysburg Stand That Earned the Medal of Honor

May 19 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Smoke choked the summer air, cannonballs shrieked past, and blood slicked the red clay beneath tired boots. Amid the chaos, a young artillery officer clung to his guns, the sharp taste of iron in h...

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