The Moyers Corners Fire Department, also known as MCFD or The Corners, has an ISO 3 Rating and is a 100% volunteer department located in the densely populated northern division of Onondaga County, New York. It provides fire, rescue and emergency medical services within the Town of Clay, New York. With an urban/suburban response coverage area of approximately 23 square miles (60 km2), the department protects a resident population of over 55,000 and a daytime population of over 75,000. A diversified district of extensive single-family dwellings, multiple occupancy apartments, townhouses and garden apartment structures, industrial facilities, business and office parks and commercial and retail centers and complexes. Major interstate and highway systems criss-crosses through the district that includes major rail lines and over 5 miles (8.0 km) of waterfront. The Moyers Corners Fire Department runs about an average 1700 alarms annually
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