01/14/2025
Today, we launch our Member Highlight campaign, where you will get a fun introduction to the men and women serving our community. This week, we highlight Lt. Kyle Moerke. Kyle has been with the BIFD since 2010; he lives with his family in Snohomish. He is on B-shift, working from Station 21 on Madison Ave. Kyle serves as the Department's Health and Wellness Coordinator, a Peer Support Counselor, and a member of our Safety Committee. He also serves as Local 4034 Union Secretary/Treasurer. Here are some fun facts about Kyle:
1. What is something interesting about you we may not know?
My family and I have a dog named Bear. We love him very much, and he is a big part of our family, but I am 100% a cat person. I've always grown up with cats, and in college, I got my first cat, on my own, named Jack. He was a wonderful companion through my 20s and 30s. Unfortunately, we lost him several years ago, and I still miss him to this day.
2. What brought you to the fire service?
I entered the fire service in my senior year of high school through a technical program where I spent half of my day training with the local department and the other half at my school's campus. I knew I wanted to do physical trade work, but it wasn't until I got into that program that I knew the fire service was my career path. I grew up in a middle-class, service-type-driven household, which helped develop my work ethic. I graduated at the top of my class in that technical program. While I have educated myself and gained valuable experience in other fields, the fire service was always my goal.
3. What is the best meal you've ever had?
The best meal I ever had was a Jamaican BBQ from a vendor on the corner of Frenchman and Decatur Street in the French Quarter of New Orleans, LA. In August of 2015, I was in NOLA for a friend's bachelor party, and I found a guy selling Jamaican BBQ from this trailered 500-gallon propane tank that had been converted into a smoker. The jerk ribs, dirty rice and beans, and smoked cabbage were so good I would wander off from my group of friends every night to get another taste. On our last night, I arrived at Frenchman Street a little too late and saw the trailer pulling away. Without hesitation, I took off in a full sprint! I chased him for 4 to 5 blocks, yelling and waving my arms. Fortunately for me, he saw me and pulled over. I bought my last plate of Jamaican BBQ and gave him a very large tip. That is a time and meal I will never forget.