Jacklyn Lucas, 17-Year-Old Marine Who Shielded Comrades at Iwo Jima

Jacklyn Lucas, 17-Year-Old Marine Who Shielded Comrades at Iwo Jima

Nov 22 , 2025

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He was just 17. Barely fresh skin on his knuckles. Yet beneath that youth stirred a warrior’s heart—raw, relentless, forged in a world ablaze with death. When the grenades landed, Jacklyn Harold Lu...

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James E. Robinson Jr. and the Courage That Saved Men in Manila

James E. Robinson Jr. and the Courage That Saved Men in Manila

Nov 22 , 2025

Infidel Co.

Flames licking the broken earth. Bullets screaming past his face. Men falling silent around him. When Private First Class James Ernest Robinson Jr. charged, it wasn’t just fighting for ground — he ...

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Charles N. DeGlopper's Normandy Hedgerow Stand That Saved His Men

Charles N. DeGlopper's Normandy Hedgerow Stand That Saved His Men

Nov 22 , 2025

Infidel Co.

Charles N. DeGlopper stood alone against a wall of fire. The sky thundered with mortar blasts. Bullets shredded the air. His squad had pulled back. Chaos was closing in. But he stayed—firing his ri...

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Jacklyn Lucas the 17-year-old Marine who earned the Medal of Honor

Jacklyn Lucas the 17-year-old Marine who earned the Medal of Honor

Nov 22 , 2025

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Jacklyn Harold Lucas was a boy who walked into hell, armed with nothing but fierce courage and a heart forged in fierce faith. At seventeen, when most kids were chasing dreams, he dove headlong int...

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James E. Robinson Jr.'s WWII courage and Medal of Honor legacy

James E. Robinson Jr.'s WWII courage and Medal of Honor legacy

Nov 22 , 2025

Infidel Co.

James E. Robinson Jr. moved through the mud and brimstone like a man possessed. Bullets cracked around him, voices screamed in chaos, but his eyes were laser-focused on the enemy trench ahead. The ...

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Charles N. DeGlopper's Last Stand at Normandy Ridge

Charles N. DeGlopper's Last Stand at Normandy Ridge

Nov 22 , 2025

Infidel Co.

Charles N. DeGlopper stood alone on that blasted ridge, bullets whipping past like angry hornets. The platoon was falling back, teeth clenched, blood running hot in the heat of Normandy’s hell. But...

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