Oct 02 , 2025
Jacklyn Harold Lucas was seventeen years old when hell ripped through Tarawa’s coral sands. Grenades raining like death from a cursed sky, the screams still ringing in his ears, he did the unthinka...
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Oct 02 , 2025
Charles DeGlopper stood alone in a hailstorm of bullets, smoke swallowing the valley below. Around him, men scrambled—wounded, terrified, desperate to break enemy lines. He stayed put. He fired. He...
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Oct 02 , 2025
He was bleeding out. Surrounded. The firefight screamed chaos. His men pinned down. Gordon Douglas Yntema didn’t hesitate. He hurled himself into the storm with only one thought: save his brothers....
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Oct 02 , 2025
Two grenades in a foxhole. Bare skin against death. At fifteen years old, Jacklyn H. Lucas threw himself on those explosives to save his brothers-in-arms. The blast ripped through his body. Not onc...
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Oct 02 , 2025
The fiercest roar a boy ever faced didn’t come from distant artillery or screaming men — it came from the grenades in his hands about to kill his friends. Jacklyn Harold Lucas, barely seventeen, di...
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Oct 02 , 2025
Jacklyn H. Lucas was just seventeen when the thunder rolled onto Iwo Jima’s black sands. A boy. Not yet a man. But in the chaos of dying and destruction, he stood taller than most men twice his age...
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