Wish I had found out more of what grandpa did. I know He carried an 03A4, as he told me so. He also was a scout, and was behind enemy lines when he was wounded. His chest was a mass of scars, and his left arm was gone from above the elbow. He only startred to talk about he war in his later years, as he found out I was very into WWII. When he was hit he was hit once by a rifleman, and then hid. A tank was called up by the Germans, and when it spotted grandpa he was hit by MG fire. The final shot that took his arm was a Main gun round from the tank, which took his hand off above the wrist. The Germans figured he was dead I guess, and he said he does not know how he did not die, except that he fell in a shell hole sufa'd his wounds, packed his chest and arm in the snow and passed out. Grandpa was found after an advance by our guys, who treated him and got him to an aid station, where his arm was later amputated with no anethestetic. Grandpa's CO did not know he lived until the first reunion, as Grandpa was declared MIA for a while, the CO stood and saluted him at the reunion, and said God I thought I killed you on the last mission I gave you. Grandpa had earlier rescued his LT from a German Patrol who had captured him at night, and were dragging back to German Lines. So much of that Generation is now gone and we never can get them back, I just wish I could ask so many questions now.