A Japanese American kid from New Mexico won the Medal of Honor in Korea, and the United States kept it a secret for over two years because telling the truth might have gotten him killed.
Hiroshi Miyamura, called Hershey by everyone who knew him, was born in Gallup, New Mexico, to Japanese immigrant parents. He grew up in the shadow of Pearl Harbor and the internment camps, a time when a lot of Americans looked at a face like his and saw the enemy. He joined the Army anyway, signing up with the famous all Japanese American unit in World War II, determined to prove exactly where his loyalty was.
His real test came in Korea. On the night of April 24, 1951, near the Imjin River, the Chinese launched one of their massive human wave attacks and came at his position in the dark by the thousands. Miyamura was running a machine gun squad, and he could see they were about to be overrun.
So he made the call. He ordered his men to fall back and get out, and he stayed behind alone to hold the enemy off and buy them time.
What he did next is almost hard to believe. He worked his machine gun until it was about to be swarmed, then jumped out of the hole with his bayonet and fought the enemy hand to hand. He went back to another gun and kept firing. He administered aid to his wounded, he fell back only when he had to, and then he fought some more. By the time it was over he had killed a staggering number of the enemy, more than fifty men, holding an entire assault by himself long enough for his squad to escape. Then, badly wounded, he was captured.
Here is where the story turns into something no other Medal of Honor has ever done. When the Army learned he had been captured, they realized the medal they wanted to give him was a death sentence. If the Chinese found out that this one prisoner had killed fifty of their soldiers, they would surely torture and execute him. So the United States took his Medal of Honor and stamped it top secret. To this day it is the only Medal of Honor ever classified. It sat locked away, unspoken, for more than two years.
And Miyamura had no idea. He spent twenty eight months as a prisoner, marched hundreds of miles, starved, beaten, watching men die all around him in the camps. When he was finally released at the end of the war, he honestly believed he might be in trouble, court martialed even, for losing his position and his men that night.
Instead they told him the secret. The kid from Gallup had won the nation's highest honor, and it had been waiting for him the whole time he was in that camp. President Eisenhower himself hung it around his neck in 1953. A Japanese American who had to prove his loyalty his entire life had proven it beyond anything anyone could ever question again.