Photo Source: Flickr (Pictured: Philidelphia mural honoring Engine #11 and W.E.B. Du Bois) Everyone has a story; mine is filled with fire. A fire that came too early, yet flamed nonetheless. It’s the middle of the 1800s. My name is Isaac Jacobs. All my life, I had a burning desire inside me. I wanted to steer the big truck and slide down the smooth pole and protect the row homes, the apartment buildings, and the factories of the city. My city. The city of brotherly love....