Allison and I rode up there, then back to the church to get some jumper cables, and back again. When we arrived we found the guys just joking around waiting on us. Once we started to get the hood open, we realized none of us could. Struggling wondering what we would do and local man stopped and assisted.
He had owned an old Ford van and knew the trick of getting the hood open. Then he pulled up and assisted us in jumping off the van. It finally cranked and we were able to get back to the church. I praise God for the attitude of the Bronx group and the help of the local fisherman.