My grandfather was the captain of the squadron in the village. Even though the position was very small, even for the smallest position, Grandpa still bore the captain's responsibility. Whenever you needed to send some flyers, he would always sent them door to door, regardless of the weather. When someone in the village had family difficulty, he lent a hand all the time……Day after day, he has been old still adhering to his spirit of a few years ago which is unshaken the whole life, though he now lives only on pension. He has still given a hand to those in difficulties in live. Everyone is touched by him, also starts to act as a “captain” like him.