The Present
In 2002 the district hired its first paid fire chief, and in August of that year five firefighters were hired to supplement volunteers during the workweek. In 2003, Fire Chief Al Yancy resigned and former volunteer Fire Chief Robert L. Orkies was hired to direct the department. Later that year a paid fire marshal was added to benefit the community in fire prevention, investigation, and inspections. In 2004 Station 2 became home to "Live-Ins" or volunteers that live at the firehouse and dedicate 40 hours of service to the department each week as a payment to the department and community. In 2005 Zoneton took delivery of an HME Rescue Engine and an HME 109' Quint. In 2006 a Family Safety Trailer was added to the fire prevention team with tours happening weekly at schools and churches across the district. In October 2006 the $1.1 million expansion was completed to Station 1 adding much needed apparatus space and storage along with new offices and dormitories for paid crews and live-ins. To top off the addition was a new 50'x50' state of the art training room to make room for the growth of our department. Effective January 1, 2007, three new career firefighters were to join the team adding coverage and response to the community
The current boundaries of Zoneton Fire Protection District date to the 1957 Fire boundaries with the exception of Kentucky Highway 1020 which is currently involved in a lawsuit with the City of Shepherdsville.
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