Oct 03 , 2025
Sgt. Alvin C. York stood alone in the black roar of the Argonne Forest, faced with death’s whisper threaded through gunfire and shattered earth. The sky was drowned in smoke and the chill of Novemb...
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Oct 03 , 2025
Jacklyn H. Lucas was sixteen years old when hell came calling. Too young to enlist by regulation, he lied about his age and slipped into the U.S. Marine Corps. Days later, on Iwo Jima’s blood-soake...
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Oct 03 , 2025
Thomas W. Bennett ran into the storm. The bullets screamed past. The air was thick with smoke and blood. Men screamed—some died where they fell—but Bennett never hesitated. Bloodied and scarred, he...
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Oct 03 , 2025
Jacklyn Harold Lucas was barely nineteen years old when he did the unthinkable. Three grenades at his feet, the roar of war overwhelming the Pacific dawn—and he dove without hesitation. His body be...
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Oct 03 , 2025
Bullets tore the night air. Henry Johnson stood alone in a shattered trench, blood slick and eyes burning. They came like shadows, a German raiding party bent on slaughter. But he was a human wall....
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Oct 03 , 2025
The blast came without warning—a silence shattered by the deadly hiss of grenades thrown into a foxhole filled with Marines. Jacklyn H. Lucas was barely seventeen. Most kids were counting down days...
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