LCpl.
Richard P. Slocum (NCD)
(reprinted
from The-Signal.com, November 3, 2004)
He Was Born a
Soldier
Friends, family pay final respects to local Marine
killed in a military vehicle crash in Iraq.
11/3/2004
Judy O'Rourke [Signal Staff Writer]
A local Marine who died in Iraq was remembered Tuesday as a charismatic leader who looked
out for his friends.
His presence glowed, said Ryan Annett, honorary pall
bearer at Lance Cpl. Richard P. Slocums funeral. He was a leader.
The 19-year-old Saugus High School graduate died Oct. 24 after he
was thrown from a Humvee, which overturned after swerving to avoid a barricade in the
road. The crash, which happened near Abu Ghraib, is being investigated.
More than 800 people half of whom were Slocums peers
attended a memorial service held at Grace Baptist Church, where Slocums
flag-draped coffin rested beneath a halo of floral arrangements.
Ricky is looking down, and I know he would be like, Wow!
Party! said his father, Bob Slocum, whose wife, Kay, grasped his arm as he
read a letter to his son. You were bright, stubborn and argumentative from your
early years. We wouldnt have changed a thing.
He said he was proud of how his son turned his life around,
transforming from a child to a man during Marine training. His reminiscence of all the
pretty girls attracted to his son, and his admission that We know you
didnt tell us everything, drew a resonating laugh from the solemn crowd.
Men and women dabbed their eyes with tissues, and coughs and
stifled cries punctuated the nearly two-hour service.
Marines escorted Slocums casket from the desert in Iraq to
the tented patch of grass at Eternal Valley Memorial Park and Mortuary.
A soft wind rifled through the trees as Marines performed a 21-gun
salute. A bagpipe wailed Amazing Grace, and a flock of white doves released
into the sky flew in a tight pattern until they disappeared from view.
(Slocum) always stuck up for everybody, always stood up if
anybody needed anything, said Chris Yazgulian, 19, a friend since junior high
school. Hed be right there for them. Everybody loved him.
A family friend who coached Slocum and his own son in baseball
reminisced about a particular game during junior high school.
It was a close game; both were undefeated teams, said
Peter Benesch, a battalion chief for the Los Angeles County Fire Department. Their
pitchers hit a couple players. Ricky was up. The pitch hit (him). He charged the mound and
everybody from both dugouts (joined in). It was his claim to fame the
bench-clearing brawl.
The game was stopped, and there were consequences. But that was
Slocum to the nth degree, Benesch said affectionately.
Slocum was involved with church youth groups, and friends
remembered his warmth.
He was the most loving person, said Jessica Oliver,
17. It was amazing. He had a lovely voice. He was so cute when he sang. And whenever
you were scared, you wanted Ricky around. He would take care of you.
Brittany Buongiorno, 16, said, He was gorgeous. He had the
prettiest smile. He was an amazing, kind person. He influenced people to be a better
person, a better Christian. He made everyone feel like they were so special.
A young man who said he was Slocums best friend, but asked
not to be named, became a private in the Army after enlisting in military service with
Slocum.
The man summed up his friends life: He was born a
soldier.