
Raising the Flag on Iwo Jima, 1945
Imagine, if you will, an eight-square-mile inferno, an island so fiercely contested that it seemed as though the very gates of hell had opened. Iwo Jima was not merely a battle; it was a grinding, relentless slog. The Marines knew the importance of this speck in the ocean—vital for airfields to support the bombing of Japan. But so did the Japanese, entrenched in a labyrinth of caves and tunnels, prepared to fight to the last man.











