Exactly ninety-eight years ago Kiffin Rockwell was shot down and killed during World War One.

That means that two years from now it will be exactly one hundred years, hard to believe. When I was born and named after him it was only forty-two years before.

I will have to venture down to his final resting place in Luxeuil-les-Bains for the third time and pay him tribute in person.

Better jot down a reminder in my agenda for two years hence so that I do not forget.