Three months ago a young captain began to stand near me every day in church.

The captain began to wonder how well the plan was going to work.

In fact, the captain was beginning to wonder if something had happened to them.

At that point, the captain began to consider his next move.

The Captain took a little book from his pocket and began to read the service for the dead.

The captain came to the equipment and began to listen.

After more than two hours moving along the river's edge, however, even the captain began to wonder if he'd been wrong this time.

After he had been watching the show for a minute or two, the captain began to realize something else.

The captain who knew everything he needed to know now began to climb again.

The captain began toward his ready room, paused, then turned around.