Wounded and under crushing fire, he refused to stop. When his platoon faltered beneath grenades and machine guns, he charged alone.
He crawled where others could not survive. When fire ruled the ground, he chose the wounded over his own life.
When chaos threatened the rear, he walked straight into it—alone. Outnumbered and staring down a gun barrel, he chose action over surrender.
A company cook by duty, a combat leader by choice. On his first day under fire, he walked point and never stepped back.
He ran toward the wounded while others were pinned down by fire. Again and again, he crossed open ground until his strength—and his life—were spent saving others.
Outnumbered, wounded, and alone, he refused to give an inch of ground. Standing atop a burning vehicle, he turned certain defeat into decisive victory.
When his team was caught in a deadly ambush, he ran toward the gunfire. By drawing the enemy onto himself, he gave others the chance to live.
