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couldn't take it (and I didn't blame them)
Boulay stayed there talking to the grandfather
while Sgt. Inman get sick and walked out.
All I could do was take my sulfa powder and
sprinkle it on and then I cut his shirt open
and sprinkled it on his stomach wounds from
the shrapnel. Here's how it happened.
The Germans took one of our grenades & pulled the
pin out. Put the grenade back in the container
and set it on the table hoping a G.I. would pick
it up instead the poor little kid did.
Naturally when he took it out of the container the
handle flew off & off it went.

All that little boy wanted to know was
if it was going to hurt when we got him to a
hospital. I said it in English, after Boulay
translated what he said but I said "God bless you
you're the bravest one I've seen so far," and believe
me he was.