History

Reflecting on how Jimi Hendrix’s time as a 101st Airborne paratrooper instilled in him the discipline, fear management, and humility that later fueled his relentless pursuit of musical mastery and redefined what a guitar could do.

In December 1944, Hitler’s last gamble slammed into a “quiet” Ardennes sector, forcing green grunts and hard paratroopers to share frozen holes, man-handle 57s into ambush lanes, outlast Skorzeny’s chaos, and bleed the German offensive dry in the snow.

When media personalities launder authoritarian talking points as edgy contrarianism, they are not engaging in harmless debate; they are teaching a generation to doubt the very idea that their country is worth defending.

On that brutal Sunday morning at Pearl Harbor, Captain Mervyn Bennion stayed on the burning bridge of West Virginia with his guts torn open, still fighting for his ship and his men long after any reasonable man would have let go.

Drawing on the overlooked grit of Revolutionary War hero John Stark, General Don Bolduc has forged a leadership style grounded in blunt honesty, shared risk, and an uncompromising commitment to his troops.

November has repeatedly served as war’s decision month, delivering hinge battles from El Alamein and Guadalcanal to the Somme and Fallujah that either broke enemy momentum or forced conflicts into their endgame.

Grimes Davis rode through the dark like a man convinced Providence had tapped him on the shoulder, turning a doomed garrison’s last breath into one of the boldest jailbreaks the war ever saw.

From a cotton field in Arkansas to a tank deck in Vietnam, Nicky Bacon showed how a squad leader with a forged signature and a spine of steel can hold a fight, save his people, and keep serving long after the shooting stops.

A young lieutenant on Cemetery Ridge refused to fall back even as his own body failed him, choosing to stand by his guns and hurl steel into the teeth of Pickett’s Charge until the last breath left his lungs.

What happened in that stairwell is less important than what came after: a cottage industry of self appointed referees who profit from shredding another man’s service while preaching a code they no longer live by.

Rob O’Neill’s $25 million defamation suit is more than self-defense; it is a hard line in the sand against the vet-on-vet outrage economy that treats brotherhood like clickbait.

On Veterans Day I carry my grandfathers’ quiet courage with me—a reminder that the Greatest Generation’s faith in duty, sacrifice and simple decency is not a relic of the past but a living call we must answer every day.