• "Where are you, man? I'm here to help you!" James, the rescuer sent by the Mountain Patrol. "Over Here!" Jack shouts. "Give me your name climber." "Jack Johnson, looking for Joseph Petrowski." "OK. What was his last known direction of travel?" "East, sir." "Let's move that way and see if we can get him."
    "Joseph, where are you? Joseph!" Jack and James shout into the thin air. Their screams for Joe can be heard for miles, but no response. Jack makes a last desperate plea, getting on his hands and knees. "Lord, please help me find Joseph. You know where he is, and please het me go to that place, Father God." "Huh? Who's calling?" Joe shouts. "Joe! It's Jack looking for you!" "Hey, I've been looking for you!" "Are you OK? Hey James, let's get medical help here ASAP." James replies, "OK, sir. notifying the hospital now." Jack, where were you?" "I was on the peak looking for you. I prayed to the Lord, and He helped me find you. I am so glad you are still alive buddy!" Jack gives Joe a big hug. "Not so hard, I think I have a couple of broken bones." "Good thing we called an ambulance, right James?" "Yep, good call there Jack. Now go climb a beanstalk!" The three of them broke out into laughter. Joe kept it down, because he had a broken rib.