One night outside a small town, a fire started inside the local
chemical plant. In the blink of an eye, it exploded into massive
flames.

The alarm went out to all fire departments for miles around.
When the volunteer fire fighters appeared on the scene, the
chemical company president rushed to the fire chief and said,
"All our secret formulas are in the vault in the center of the plant.
They must be saved. I'll give $50,000 to the fire department that
brings them out intact."

But the roaring flames held the firefighters off. ; Soon, more fire
departments had to be called in as the situation became desperate.
As the firemen arrived, the president shouted out that the offer was
now $100,000 to the fire department who could save the company's
secret files.

From the distance, a lone siren was heard as another fire truck came
into sight. It was the nearby Chasidic Jewish rural township volunteer
fire company composed mainly of Jewish, ultra-orthodox men over the
age of 65.

To everyone's amazement, that little broken-down fire engine roared
right past all the sleek, newer eng ines that were parked outside the plant.

Without even slowing down, it drove straight into the middle of the inferno.
Outside, the other firemen watched as the Chasidic old timers jumped off
right in the middle of the fire and fought it back on all sides. It was a
performance and effort never seen before.

Within a short time, the Chasidic old timers had extinguished the fire and
saved the secret formulas. The grateful chemical company president announced
that for such a superhuman feat, he was upping the reward to $200,000, and
walked over to thank each of the brave fire fighters personally.

The local TV news reporter rushed in to capture the event on film, asking their
chief, "What are you going to do with all that money?"

"Vell," said Moishe Goldberg, the 70-year-old fire chief, " Da foist ting ve
gonna do is fix da brakes on dat focking truck!!!!