Co-Workers

 

 

 

Here's MMCS S. P., busy at work.  He's a whiz at fixing computers, and his daughter babysits for Patrick and Caroline.

 

 

 

 

 

We bade a fond farewell to LT S. as he departs ATG Norfolk and heads to Department Head School.  Hopefully, he'll pay a little more attention to how he dresses when he reports to his next ship.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

FCCS D. S., appearing busy.  His chief job, and principal delight, is to keep MMCS P. in line.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Command Master Chief always points to North.  Also, note that the moss growing on LT S.'s backside also indicates north.

 

Looking for cockroaches to kill, or perhaps getting ready to smack FCCS.  That kind of activity requires a snack.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The three amigos--ETC, MMCS and FCCS.  Must be before 1400--they're all in the building.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MMCS shooting gang sign.

This is what you get with ratings mergers--a Machinery Control Mate

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The mind accepts this transformation a little too easily--almost as if were the natural conclusion to evolution.  The ultimate primitive reptilian--the Sleeszak.

John with a small striper

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The results of the sonogram don't look too promising

 

 

 

John's 8-pointer from last year

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

LT Gale returns from the dead (or GEV, I forget which)

 

 

 

 

 

 

LTJG Doering glowing and growing

 

 

 

 

                                                                                                                                                                                            John Wayne Gacy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh, that's really mature

 

 

 

Okay, so a priest, a minister and a rabbi went into a bar . . .

 

   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

     LT Thames waiting for the slate--fingers crossed it's CHENG on an MCM!!

LT Smith, obviously not knowing how we Photoshop.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CAPT Baulch waiting for the coffee to get done brewing

    Alright!  I'm in the running for the MCM Cheng job!

 

                            LT Devine receives his end of tour Navy Commendation Medal

 

                           

                                LT Milligan and her brand new Navy Commendation Medal.  The TFIRM group misses

                                                    their slide monkey

 

LT Milligan asked me to Photoshop her with big boobs.  OK, but don't say I didn't warn you . . .

 

 

MMCS Steve with his lovely bride, Shannon

 

Their son, Sugar, gets to hold the bouquet

 

Is it me, or does that minister look like . . .

 

      Meatloaf?

 

LT Gonzalez, proud that he is the Assistant to the Assistant to the N3.

 

The assistant to the assistant kicks his feet up and uses his boss' coffee cup.

 

MMCS Steve with Shannon, Kathi and Barbara at ATG's Christmas Party 2005

 

LCDR Spangler not going hungry tonight

 

Guilty.  Not sure of what, but that look says guilty.

 

LCDR Wyatt in the throes of the Electric Slide.

Click here to see a very dark (sorry) video clip of him.

 

Fred Astaire's on the move.

 

Leapfrog or Cha-Cha Slide?

 

CAPT Baulch, leading by example.

 

Cletus and Bubba

 

LT Gonzalez stands inspection by DOT

 

LT Gonzalez receives the Navy Commendation Medal from CAPT Baulch

 

Uncle Fester plugs the fan in.

 

Some family and friends came to the awards ceremony.

 

 

Home Next

 

 

LT S. enjoying a cool drink.  What funny looking glasses at La Azteca!

 

 

 

This is more like it . . . feet up, playing solitaire/ spades/ bookworm (depends on what time of day it is).