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DISCLAIMER: This site was made in honor of a friend, by friends, in hopes it will be a blessing to his family in the months and years to come. It is maintained by friends, not family, although anything they wish to contribute, is very welcome. If you feel anything on this site should not be used, please feel free to contact us.
We want this site to be a celebration of Seth's life, not just focused on how he died. Please help us celebrate the wonderful person that was Seth! If you have any stories or photos you would like to share, PLEASE contact us! Please put SETH in the subject line.
Seth Trahan was born May 26, 1984 in Crowley, LA to Randy and Emma Trahan. He was the only son of five children. His sisters, Tara, Sarah, Emily, and Anna Brooke, were the brunt of many jokes from their brother, whom they lovingly referred to as "Sethro", but they cherished him anyway. Even though he picked on them, heaven help anyone else who tried to hurt them, for he was their protector.
(Trahan Family 1990)
Seth joined the Louisiana National Guard to serve his country and protect us from harm. So you could almost say he was OUR big brother as well.
In November of 2004, 20-year-old Seth left for a tour of duty in Iraq with his unit, Charlie Company, 3rd Battalion of the 256th Brigade Combat Team based out of Lafayette, LA.
He wrote a letter to his family and fiancee, Kacie, stating that "I have lived free in America for 20 years, and I am willing to give up one year so that someone else can have the chance to experience the freedom that we take for granted everyday."
On February 19th, 2005, Seth was killed instantly by a roadside bomb in Baghdad, while on foot patrol. His death was unimaginable to those who knew and loved him, and it will take some time and healing to accept it.
Statewide media reported on the hero's funeral back in his hometown of Crowley. Flags at most businesses and government offices were at half-mast as the town was in mourning of such a fine upstanding Christian man.
One friend wrote of Seth's funeral:
"We waited in line over 30 minutes to greet the family and see Seth laid out--it was hard to believe that yes, this was the little boy whom I knew since he was 2. His dad, Randy, greeted me and told me "I thought of you, today, when I read the "Our Daily Bread" and he smiled. In his grief, he was trying to comfort ME! (ODB is a daily devotional I have distributed for almost 20 years to the church).
~*Just some of the photo tributes those attending Seth's funeral saw*~
"We greeted the others and then we went off to the prayer room, which had a projector screen to watch the service as the rest of the church was packed floor and balcony. Lots of military were present as were military families, and plenty of other Crowley citizens and members of other church ministries. While the service was waiting to start, the big overhead projector had a slide show going of all different times of Seth's life--from baby to military service. It was so beautiful and touching. 
"When his parents came up to make opening remarks, the peace these people had was amazing--they thanked everyone for the concern, comfort, and the tributes paid to their son. His mother, Emma, stated "I told the Lord two days ago, I can't make it. I can't go through with this. And the Lord replied, I know you can't, but I CAN" and with that she said, she knew God was going to give her the strength to carry on. Randy told us how before Seth left last October for active duty, he said "If anything happens to me, don't blame God. This is my choice."
"They closed with "God Bless America".
"Seth was a big believer in missionary support and before he left for Iraq, gave $1,000 to the fund. I think he would be pleased that his life and now death has inspired others to do the same."
After the service, the funeral went on to the Woodlawn Cemetery, where hundreds of people crowded together and bowed their heads in prayer as they paid their final respects. After a 21-gun salute and a ceremonial bugle that played TAPS, Seth Randell Trahan was laid to rest.
"One day, I will see him again and will be able to tell him "hey, dude, looks like we're home" and I will see that sly crooked smile on him." ~ Jude C.
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