Second, central panel is amazing use of facial expression, it had a lot of impact.
Thirdly, the last panel had the most impact for me, seeing Frankie with his military hair, smiling in ante-bellum innocence, still so Frankie, but still so far from the Frankie that will come out of the Argonne in a year and a half's time.
Centre panel. Just... centre panel. It's like the living proof no one wanted that sometimes you don't even need to travel to 1917 France to get shell-shocked. Also, I'm bowing to your henscratching and, later when it's less hot, building an altar to it and sacrificing a pidgeon.
It's summer for you. That time of the year when Germans on vacation come to crowd our beaches, and I come in peace to bother them with my horrible spoken German. (For the record, there's also a thriving colony of French people, but speaking THAT language is safely out of my league.)
Most of my Québec expertise comes from that There's no Canada like French Canada song in South Park, and it was enough. There is nothing normal about French, no matter which side of the ocean you'ree looking at! RIEN, JE DIS!