Medics in the aid station near Bastogne silently pitied the young
paratrooper. A replacement, he had been grievously wounded in his first
actiona shell fragment had sheared off his left arm just below the
shoulder. But the kid wanted no sympathy. He wanted something more
specific: "One of you guys go back and find my arm. There's a
wrist watch on it I want to keep."
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