Feb 06 , 2026
William H. Carney gripped the tattered colors in a grip locked by iron will. Bullets whipped past. Smoke clawed at the air. Men fell like wheat before the scythe. The Union flag—his burden, his bea...
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Feb 05 , 2026
William H. Carney gripped the tattered colors with hands slick from blood and mud, his body riddled with wounds. Around him, smoke clawed the sky, men fell silent or cried out, and the Union flag t...
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Jan 28 , 2026
William H. Carney gripped that tattered flag with bloodied hands as the battle roared around him. The enemy closing in, bullets ripping the air — but the colors did not touch the dirt. He carried t...
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Jan 17 , 2026
William H. Carney gripped the tattered colors with a broken, bleeding hand. Bullets whipped past. Men fell all around him. The flag was slipping, the Union’s soul fraying in the smoke. He pulled it...
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Jan 12 , 2026
Blood stains the earth—flag clenched tight through falling lead and smoke. William H. Carney, a man forged in fire and grit, clutches the colors of the 54th Massachusetts Infantry, the first all-bl...
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Jan 08 , 2026
William H. Carney’s hands gripped the Union colors as bullets tore through the haze of war. Blood seeped through his uniform, but the flag never touched the ground. The canvas banner wavered, a sym...
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