S/Sgt Allan Jay Kellogg, Jr. stomped the grenade deep into the mud, and then dove on top of it. He saved his team. He also survived, though wounded himself, and fought on, getting his badly-wounded friend to the medevac chopper. For this, he was awarded the Medal of Honor.
Uncommon valor. He had a lot to live for, but did it anyway:
At the time of the action which earned him the Medal of Honor, Sergeant Major Kellogg was married to the former Carol Diane Haviland of Queens City, New York, and had one daughter, two step-daughters, a brother, and three sisters.That's not why I'm posting this, although it's a lot. The comrade he saved is a friend of mine.
Sgt. Kellogg, in the unlikely event you ever see this, thank you for your service, but especially thank you for saving Patrick. He's a good man (as you know), and a danged good Internet Security guy - Lord knows we need more of them.
But mostly, he's a friend. "Thank you" seems such a small thing to offer in return.