Sunday 12/3.  Marg and I went to the cemetery to see Bill. I took a Santa Clause that blinks to put on the grave. But first we stopped at the farm because Marg wanted to check on John and unhook the battery for the winter. We pulled into our driveway and saw that the black cord was down. There were tracks but they didn't go far. Someone had been there. Probably hunters, but we didn't give anyone permission.  Marg drove up to the barn, it was a little wet and muddy. We stopped and walked to the barn. She started John up and he sputtered and smoked because he was cold. She let it run a while and then shut it off. We unhooked the battery and locked up the barn.  Getting back into the van I noticed it was in mud. We tried everything but the more Marg moved back or forward the deeper we got. 

Thank God for Angels. Marg called Olive on her cell phone and asked if her fantastic grandson was anywhere around. Cory had helped us before when the tractor wouldn't start. Well Olive called John's house and yep they were there and they would be right up.  They came up and John hooked a chain onto their 4 wheel truck and pulled us backwards down the field. Then Marg turned the van around and drove it out to the  road.  Marg called Olive and told her that we had been saved.
We left there and stopped at the cemetery to tell Bill all about it. Got back to town and had to wash the van, it was so muddy.