James E. Robinson Jr. Leyte heroism and Medal of Honor

James E. Robinson Jr. Leyte heroism and Medal of Honor

Nov 20 , 2025

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Chaos under a savage sky. Bullets tore through soaked jungle leaves, screams echoed into the suffocating air. They were stuck, pinned down by a hail of enemy fire on the Philippine island of Leyte,...

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James E. Robinson Jr. and the Medal of Honor at Crucifix Hill, Aachen

James E. Robinson Jr. and the Medal of Honor at Crucifix Hill, Aachen

Nov 20 , 2025

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James E. Robinson Jr. stood alone on a scorched ridge near Crucifix Hill, surrounded by enemy fire, wounded yet relentless. Every step forward cracked under the weight of chaos. Bullets tore the ea...

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James E. Robinson Jr., Medal of Honor at Valmontone, Italy

James E. Robinson Jr., Medal of Honor at Valmontone, Italy

Nov 20 , 2025

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Blood and fire carved his name into history. The roar of artillery, the stench of mud and sweat, the deafening crack of bullets—it all collided in a single moment of truth. James E. Robinson Jr. st...

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James E. Robinson Jr. Medal of Honor Recipient in WWII Italy

James E. Robinson Jr. Medal of Honor Recipient in WWII Italy

Nov 20 , 2025

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James E. Robinson Jr. stood in the blistering chaos of Italy, bullets raining like death’s relentless drum. His company pinned under withering fire, surrounded, broken, gasping for hope. But there ...

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Sergeant James E. Robinson Jr. Medal of Honor during WWII in Italy

Sergeant James E. Robinson Jr. Medal of Honor during WWII in Italy

Nov 20 , 2025

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In the smoke-choked chaos of Italy’s frontlines, Sergeant James E. Robinson Jr. didn’t just lead men—he carried their lives on his shoulders while bullets tore through the air. One man pushing thro...

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James E. Robinson Jr., Medal of Honor hero in Italy 1944

James E. Robinson Jr., Medal of Honor hero in Italy 1944

Nov 19 , 2025

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James E. Robinson Jr. stood at the breaking point of hell, his rifle empty, hands raw, the air thick with grime and gunpowder. Around him, comrades fell like trees in a storm, but he kept moving—fo...

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