A Letter To Charlamagne Tha God
Cthagod what up,
It’s been a minute. I know I just saw you at your Atlanta book signing, but we didn’t really get to talk....
A Letter to My Younger Self
Randy,
It's 2009, the day before Thanksgiving. You're leaving Atlanta and headed to Charleston to spend time with your family for the holidays. Before you...
I Spent A Day With A Football Coach, Here’s What I Learned
Words By Randy Roper
My cousin and one of my best friends, Cedric Williams, is a Strength and Conditioning Coach with the University of South...
Why It’s Time To Continue My Career As a Journalist
Words by Randy Roper
Three years ago, I stopped writing. That came on the heels of a four year position as music editor of Ozone...
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For the three or four people that actually read what I post on this website, I apologize for the lack of posts on randyroper.com...
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Letter To My Younger Self
Dear 18-Year-Old Randy,
Happy Birthday, kid. You made it to 18. It’s a big year. You’re old enough to vote. You’re a senior in high...
MS Couldn’t Stop Me
Words by Randy Roper
“The doctors say it’s Multiple Sclerosis.”
Those were the words I heard from my mother as I woke up, laying in a...
A Letter To Charlamagne Tha God
Cthagod what up,
It’s been a minute. I know I just saw you at your Atlanta book signing, but we didn’t really get to talk....
