Nov 27 , 2025
Thomas W. Norris was a man who ran toward the gunfire when others fell back. The jungle was a living grave, every moment thick with death’s approach. But there, under the choking canopy of Vietnam,...
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Nov 22 , 2025
The air tore with gunfire. Smoke clogging lungs, sweat and blood drenched every inch. Somewhere ahead, men lay pinned by unseen hell. Thomas W. Norris didn’t hesitate. He moved forward—into the fir...
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Nov 21 , 2025
Blood and fire. Hell’s roar pounding against the jungle green. A soldier down, screaming for help beneath relentless hail. Thomas W. Norris didn’t hesitate. He didn’t think. He acted where others t...
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Nov 20 , 2025
Darkness swallowed the jungle. Thunder cracked—the crack of bullets, the scream of death. Amid the chaos, Thomas W. Norris fell on his knees, hearing the desperate cries of men trapped under fire. ...
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Nov 20 , 2025
Thomas W. Norris bore the fire of hell, and he walked through it without flinching. The air snarled with bullets. Men fell around him like cut wheat. But Norris—he moved with purpose. He didn’t jus...
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Nov 20 , 2025
Blood on the mud. Screams cut the night. The air choked with smoke and death––and still, one man fought to carry his brothers out of hell. This was Thomas W. Norris in Vietnam. A soldier welded by ...
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