Dec 07 , 2025
William J. Crawford’s guts tore through the quiet night. Bullets shattered the earth around him. Wounded, bleeding, but unyielding—he stood like iron. Against the overwhelming Japanese assault, he ...
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Dec 07 , 2025
William J. Crawford didn’t wait for the enemy to break his line. He stood alone in a hailstorm of bullets and artillery fire, his chest torn open, his body screaming in agony. But still, he fought....
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Nov 20 , 2025
William J. Crawford did not have the luxury of hesitation when the enemy stormed his foxhole. Blood spilled, bombs exploded, men fell around him—still, he crawled forward. With a rifle clenched lik...
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Nov 20 , 2025
William J. Crawford lies in a mud-caked foxhole. His face smeared with grime and blood, the line of enemy soldiers closing in like death itself. His left hand grips a machine gun that jammed minute...
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Nov 20 , 2025
William J. Crawford lay bleeding on the scorched ground of a dusty Italian hill. The enemy pressed hard. Ammo scarce. His squad cut down. But he held—clutching a dropped BAR—firing through the pain...
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Nov 20 , 2025
Steel met flesh under a savage Italian sky. Blood slicked the earth, bullets tore through the rocks, and William J. Crawford stood his ground—alone, wounded, relentless. The 45th Infantry Division’...
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