Nov 26 , 2025
Edward R. Schowalter Jr. stood on that shattered ridge in Korea, bullets ripping the air like deadly hail. Wounded twice, bleeding as his men faltered, he didn’t blink. Against a sea of enemy soldi...
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Nov 25 , 2025
Edward R. Schowalter Jr. stood alone at the ridge’s edge, blood seeping from wounds that could have shattered any man. Around him, the bulk of his company lay fallen or retreating. But he did not f...
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Nov 24 , 2025
Edward R. Schowalter Jr. stood alone, pinned down amid the frozen hellscape of Heartbreak Ridge, Korea. Bullets whipped like hailstorm shards around him. His left hand useless, blood seeping throug...
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Nov 24 , 2025
Blood and grit. A battlefield soaked with fire and fallen brothers. There, through the smoke and hell, Edward R. Schowalter Jr. stood unyielding—wounded, bleeding, but not broken. Facing nearly imp...
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Nov 23 , 2025
Blood and fire don’t hide the man beneath the uniform. Edward R. Schowalter Jr. stood in a hailstorm of bullets and shells, his company’s line breaking around him. His left arm shattered, blood pou...
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Nov 23 , 2025
Blood runs thicker when the enemy breathes fire right on your neck. Sergeant Edward R. Schowalter Jr. stood alone in a blasted hilltop trench, every breath a ragged prayer. Wounded. Outnumbered. Co...
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