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"But beer is bittersweet, when drunken in defeat."
Name; Glenn Alan Atherton
Rank & Branch; Midshipman, United States Navy Reserve [2/c]
Nickname(s); Sea Dog [Ather], The Sailing Senator, Roadkill
Height & Weight; 6 feet 1 inch , 180 pounds [Approx 13 Stone]
Eye & Hair Color; Blue-Green, Hair? I have hair? [Auburn]
Age; 21
Major; Maritime Operations & Technology [Ship's Officer]
Hometown; Fishkill, New York
Hailing Port; Hatteras, North Carolina
Current Post; Kings Point, New York
Well, thats about all the statistics I have, and I won't bore you with my entire life story, besides it would take up too much disk space, but should you be interested in a few good sea tales just drop me a line and I'll get back to ya. But now let me introduce you to the people I call my friends;
| Recognition Run |
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| 5 April; 2002, USMMA Class of 2005 is Recognized |
First and foremost amoung my friends would be my Band Company Mates; Class of '05, seen here right after our Recognition run and pictured with several of our company officers [Class of '02] I wish I could post a picture of each and every one of us individually and give at least a short bio, but just don't have the space. We came from all over the country, each with differant hopes and dreams, we met amist a hail of screaming DI's and M/N Officers, during the year we learned to work togeather and in the process became close. On day one our ranks numbered 40 strong, at the time of this photo we fielded just about 26. Of those 14 that left us, two I really miss, James "Jimmy" Nolan, Fayettville NC and Josie "Samoan Cookie" Taele, San Antonio TX. Great friends and great comrades all. "Never So Much By So Few."
One group of friends, more then any others, who have had the greatest impact on my life thus far and who will continue to do so for years to come I know, would be all those many shipmates of mine I've had the honor and privilage to sail with over the years. But alas, there are far too many faces to even attempt to place pictures of them here, but they know who they are. So in their place I have decided to place below a picture of my laser, S/V Braecrest.This I hope will be fitting enought for all of my shipmates. You all are truly the greatest bunch of friends a guy could ask for. Once you have sailed long enought, and have left the shore world far in your wake, your family becomes those who comprise the crew which must eat, sleep, win or lose, and live or die togeather. You travel from one adventer to another togeather, regatta to regatta, port to port, be it aboard a large offshore racing sloop, or with a strong and close dingy team, the experiance is the same. "Fosgail a'Slighe!"
| S/V Braecrest |
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| Chelsea Open, June 2000 |
And now, for the pictures of home;
| Cottage Braecrest |
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| Hatteras Village; Cape Hatteras Island, North Carolina |
| Chelsea Yacht Club |
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| CYC, South Point Facility; Chelsea New York |
| Fishkill Homestead |
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| Village of Fishkill, New York |
| Cleveland Hall, USMMA |
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| United States Merchant Marine Academy; Kings Point, New York |
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