Dec 08 , 2025
Robert Jenkins felt the grenade’s arc before it landed. Time slowed. A fraction of a second—a lifetime. His body moved, no thought—just grit and raw instinct. The blast tore through the clearing, b...
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Dec 08 , 2025
The grenade arced through the humid Vietnamese jungle, a death sentence spinning toward a band of Marines. Without hesitation, Lance Corporal Robert H. Jenkins Jr. dove forward and threw himself on...
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Dec 08 , 2025
Robert H. Jenkins Jr. caught a grenade in his bare hands. No hesitation. No thought beyond saving the men beside him. The explosion tore through his body, but he stopped that blast dead—shielded hi...
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Dec 08 , 2025
Steel met flesh in the humid jungles of Vietnam. A grenade landed at his feet—silence, then the hellfire of seconds. Robert H. Jenkins Jr. didn’t flinch. He dove, body a human shield, taking the bl...
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Dec 08 , 2025
The night was alive with the hiss of bullets and the gut-punch crack of bursting mortars. Men lay sprawled, some screaming, some dead, but all trapped under a merciless sky. Then came Thomas W. Nor...
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Dec 07 , 2025
The roar of machine guns carved the air. Sparks fell like deadly rain across the jungle floor. Somewhere to the left, a cry: “Man down!” Thomas W. Norris didn’t hesitate. He moved into the hellfire...
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