My brother and I were
born & raised in Lake Chelan & in the summertime
in Stehekin
In the summer & fall
through first grade we
lived in Stehekin WA at "Camp Stehekin", later named
"Morse's Resort"
Attended first grade at
the Stehekin log schoolhouse in the 1960/61 school year.
Stehekin had an offset school year because of the snow
so we attended in the summertime
http://www.stehekinvalley.com/school.htm
Member of the Chelan High
School Future Farmers of America (FFA)
Graduated with Honors - Chelan High School,
1976
Graduated with a BS in Bacteriology & Public Health, WSU 1980
San Juan Co Health District
- EH Professional in Food & On-site programs
Lewis County Health Dist. -
Sanitarian in Food and On-Site programs
Multnomah Co. Health -
Restaurant inspection program
Washington State Dept. of
Health, on the Non-Point on-site database project (temp position)
On-Site Designer (WA O/S
designer through the WA Board of Engineers & Land Surveyors)
Owner of NET Services, Inc. d.b.a. NET Septic since 1992
(Contractor NETSES*921CG)
SludgeHammer (Pirana) Distributor since 2004
Interests: Private
Pilot, baking, fly-fishing, woodworking, politics,
growing fish in septic tanks, saving the Salmon, Orcas
and other endangered species in Puget Sound,
Gardening Gen 2:15, Phil 3:8.
Ken Morse 2005
Fran Morse, 1960 (mom)
Camp Stehekin
Where I
attended First Grade - Stehekin WA. In that era we used an outhouse.
For many residences, running water meant running to the creek.
Randall Morse, 1961 (dad) Stan Morse (brother)
Visit my brother's web site
www.StanMorse.com and be sure to get a copy of his book at
www.Amazon.com. Stan suffered a broken back from
a ski accident December 31, 1970. Stan's story is
incredible and inspiring, it makes a wonderful gift for anyone facing
challenges including life in general. It will make you cry, it will make you laugh. Stan's
insight and courage will inspire you to be your best.
Saving The World by Brooke Fraser
Didn't I tell
you everything's fine?
If there's a good and bad we're somewhere in between
Often I feel like we're all navigating blind
Could we get a change of pace to set the scene
We could stay
another day in this confusion
Let it permeate us 'till we can't on
[Chorus]
But while we're waiting we could try saving the world
Or are we storing that up for a raining day?
I'm anticipating the time when it'll be my turn
It could be fun to try
I think that I'll save the world as a fun afternoon activity...
