Hello everyone. Looking for anything anyone might have in regard to the 3939th Quartermaster Gas Supply Company. My father was attached to that unit during his tenure overseas. He was wounded in action twice while lying in a hedgerow firing at a German farmhouse. TheĀ Germans were firing from the basement at ground level. He got the first purple heart when they caught him in the left shoulder, and the second when he turned to crawl back to the medics. This one entered his left heel and traveled up his calf to exit just below the knee. The medics risked their lives to get him and take him to a rear area and into another farmhouse and down the basement where they layed him on a table and tended to his wounds. One of the medics spied a row of canned goods lining the wall and asked, "Hey buddy, want a pickle?"
My dad said that was the best pickle he ever tasted. Maybe it was because he knew he was headed HOME.