Pvt John F. Stack was listed in the Company B jump roster with the notation of "EVA", or Evacuated.  Blinded in one eye, he eventually made it home and visited the factory where he had worked prior to his enlistment.  The article shown at left and below appeared in that unnamed firm's newsletter.

Fourteen Days of Hell

Paratrooper John Stack, formerly Stationary Stock and brother of Kay Stack, Secretary to Harry Kay, Divisional Attorney, visited with some of his friends at the Teterboro [NJ] Plant several weeks ago. Although censorship forbids telling a more detailed account of his activities during the invasion of France, we can, however, recite a few highlights showing the courage, fortitude, and sacrifices of this stalwart American paratrooper during his fourteen days of hell battling the Nazis.
   Jack left these shores on Christmas Day, 1943, bound for England.  As it turns out, it was the job of his Division to prepare for the initial invasion of France.  Two days before D-Day, American planes carried men high over French soil.  Some of them, including Jack, parachuted down at Ste. Mere Eglise to establish bridgeheads in this area.  Fierce fighting ensued as they had landed in a German bivouac area, and the Heinies were prepared for them, but after 3 days of bitter battle, the Paratroopers took the bridge.
   A few days later Jack volunteered along with 50 others, to capture a village nearby which was hampering further operations of our invading forces.  In a matter of hours, and armed only with rifles, pistols and submachine guns, this small band of "devil fighters" wiped out the German garrison and took the town with the loss of only one man.
   On the 8th day, 4 more American planes carrying Paratroopers and supplies were flown over their sector to reinforce their diminishing manpower and ammunition.  But before the new arrivals had time to jump, the Nazis laid down a withering barrage of flak.  All four planes crashed on the other side of the river. 

   No one survived.  Again Jack, together with a few of his comrades, volunteered to swim the river to secure the identification of their fallen comrades.  Under the cover of darkness, but through constant rifle fire at all times, the boys swam across 4 times, got to the wrecked planes, secured all the dog tags and other identifying marks, tagged and hid the bodies and returned safely to base.  Later, according to Jack, the "Medics" went over and took care out all the bodies.
   In he afternoon of the 14th day, the Nazis began laying down a heavy tank artillery barrage all around them.  Jack was on his hands and knees about to get out of his foxhole when a shell from a German 88 landed under his face.  The explosion blew him more than 25 feet in the air and shell fragments pierced his left eye.  In less than 20 minutes he was picked up by the "Medics" and carried to a field hospital back of the lines where he was treated for his wounds and given a considerable amount of blood plasma to save him from shock.  This 14th day was June 18th.  It was also Jack's 20th birthday.
   Jack is now stationed at Old Farms Convalescent Hospital.  Although encumbered at the moment by his lack of sight, he nevertheless faces the future with cheerfulness and determination to overcome any impediments in his rehabilitation to civilian life --- even the lack of sight.