Nov 15 , 2025
The world narrows in an instant. The whistle of a grenade, cold and unforgiving, cuts through the smoke-choked jungle air. Robert H. Jenkins Jr. saw it before his squad could. Without hesitation, h...
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Nov 15 , 2025
Robert H. Jenkins Jr. knew fear on a level few ever do—but he never let it own him. In the deadly haze of Vietnam, with booby traps snapping and bullets screaming past, Jenkins made a choice that s...
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Nov 14 , 2025
The grenade landed like a hammer in the quiet hell of Vietnam. Without hesitation, Robert H. Jenkins Jr. threw his body on that damn grenade. His final act was no blunder or panic. It was measured,...
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Nov 14 , 2025
Robert H. Jenkins Jr. moved closer to the edge of chaos, heart pounding in sync with the mortar rounds falling around him. His squad was pinned down, the air thick with smoke and fear. Then— a sudd...
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Nov 13 , 2025
Robert H. Jenkins Jr. stood at the edge of hell—grenades flying, bullets slicing the air, men falling wounded and bleeding around him. In a split second, a live grenade landed amongst his squad. Wi...
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Nov 13 , 2025
The air was thick, bullets ripping past, and then—the grenade. No hesitation. Robert H. Jenkins Jr. threw himself on it. Flesh tore. Bones broke. Yet, in that split second, he chose every brother o...
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