You ask, 'Why, why are we in the Middle East? Why don't we leave Saddam alone? Why do we even get involved?'.... It is because somebody has to.... Because, as you know, problems do not go away just by closing your eyes or turning your back or burying your head in the sand. This freedom we have was not free.
    — Nathan Bouchard, in a letter to the editor of the Riverside Press-Enterprise

    Bouchard's younger brother was also in the Army and was home when the family received news of Nathan's death. His father, John, a longtime Navy serviceman, said his son spoke to them vividly about escorting his commanding officer into Iraqi towns and villages, about talking to community leaders and fulfilling their requests for sanitation pickups and new schools.
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    Five memories of Nathan K. Bouchard

    I knew Nathan when I was a college student in Savannah, GA. Our local hangout of choice was a karaoke bar where I eventually became the KJ (karaoke DJ).

    Nathan was was lively, fun, and just an all around decent human being. I always looked forward to Monday nights, as it was usually really empty at the bar, except for Nathan and Jay. The three of us would just take turns singing, sometimes opting for Kamikaze karaoke (someone chooses a random song for you) to pass the time. I believe that it was Nathan who discovered we had a song in our catalog called "I Farted On Santa's Lap".

    I'm glad I had the chance to know him, and I will always miss the heck out of him.

    — Christopher Stanley
    June 3, 2008 at 6:31 a.m.

    I met Nathan when we were in drama together at Mt. San Jacinto and I also knew him through our Christian college group, the Fold. My favorite memory is this: He called me at three in the morning and said, "Bipsy, I'm joining the army tomorrow! Let's go to the beach! Right now!" So we drove to Oceanside, went all the way out to the edge of the pier, and he said, "You've got to try this-sit on the edge!" It was pitch black, so I was a little scared, but he was right, it was awesome. All you could see were the seagulls white bodies and their reflections shining on the black, glassy water. It was surreal, like floating in space. I only saw Nathan one more time after that, before he died. I'm so thankful to God that I got to have that special memory of someone so in love with life. He knew how to live it with passion and died fighting for what he believed.

    — Bipsy
    July 9, 2008 at 10:12 a.m.

    I can see you dancing in flip flops, smiling so big, God knows I joked with you about being the only La Raza Surfer Dude I'd ever met! You make me proud remembering that electric smile of a brother, God knows you served Him well, as well as all others around you, party for us all with Christ the King & thank you for tapping into the joy of the Lord, rare & few are servents such as this.

    — Jessica Acosta
    May 28, 2010 at 12:14 p.m.

    I'll never forget when Nate threw me in the pool @ our senior luau-- I was so flattered! To make it up to me he kept me company when I worked at a lonely kiosk in the mall. I'll remember him as one of the kindest souls I will ever know.

    — Jeanette Huffman
    August 30, 2010 at 4:09 p.m.

    I didnt know this person whom u call 'Nate', however, he sounds like the kind of person i would have been honoured to know. the Marines got him for a reason, u see, this kind of man only comes around ever so slightly for GOD only made a very few. What a brave man. so jessica,bipsy & jeanette u have been very blessed to have known this awesome soldier of CHRIST.

    — tina
    December 21, 2010 at 6:04 p.m.

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