Our friend, the father of one of our closest friends, died in the NH Veterans Home in Tilton today at 102 years old, of CoVid. One can quibble and say that people that old have a host of vulnerabilities and it is not reasonable to attribute the death to the recent pandemic, but the reality is that the home usually has about 40 deaths/year and they have had 30 in the last 2+ weeks. He had rallied for a bit earlier this week but then went beneath the waves. His daughter was with him at the time of death, a blessing.
He had served in North Africa, France, England, and I think Belgium during WWII. As he was French Canadian, he was useful in France for sneaking into towns and finding supplies and getting information. He liked to tell stories. I assume most of them were true, or nearly so, which can be unusual for wars so far away and long ago. His grandson's favorite was that his most frightening experience of the war was crossing a field at night and being surprised by a cow. The last story he told me was of briefly being a prisoner of war very late, but such was the poverty and desperation of the German soldiers at the time that he bought his way out by having a guard look the other way - for a pack of cigarettes.