Dec 21 , 2025
Jacklyn Harold Lucas was a boy thrust into hell before he'd found his place in the world. Just 17 years old, barely a man, he stood in a rain-scorched battlefield on Iwo Jima. Explosions ripped thr...
(0) Comments
Dec 21 , 2025
Blood runs red as the cannon roars. Alonzo Cushing, barely twenty-four, holds the line with shattered ribs and a shattered world closing in. Bullets whistle past. His arm mangled, his breath ragged...
(0) Comments
Dec 21 , 2025
Sgt. Henry Johnson’s blood was spilled in the freezing mud of the Meuse-Argonne. Bullets shredded flesh; explosions ripped earth. But when the enemy surged, the man who would later be called “Black...
(0) Comments
Dec 21 , 2025
The air was thick with death and dust. Bullets tore through the trees and shredded the earth. Men fell silent, but Charles N. DeGlopper stood alone, clutching his rifle against a storm of lead. No ...
(0) Comments
Dec 21 , 2025
Desmond Doss stood alone on the razor’s edge of Maeda Escarpment, a human shield forged not of guns, but of faith. Bullets ripped around him. Explosions churned the ground at his feet. No weapon in...
(0) Comments
Dec 21 , 2025
Jacklyn Harold Lucas was barely a man when he faced death head-on. At seventeen, scarred by a storm of exploding grenades, he chose to die so others might live. Blood soaked the sand on Iwo Jima, b...
(0) Comments