Randall is the Assistant Director of Student Activities for Western Kentucky University. He stays on campus until the last vote is collected and the election results are heralded for WKU’s Student Government Association (SGA). After being up since 6 a.m., Randall stays on campus until 9 p.m. when the last student of the National Panhellenic Council (NPHC) or the Campus Activities Board (CAB) leaves. And he shows up to monthly 7 a.m. Preston Center Advisory Council meetings because he asked to serve on the council as a voice for the students within the facility, said Candice Douglas, the Assistant Director of Facilities at the Preston Center.
“If you don’t know, Randall does a little bit of everything,” Amber Moorman said.
Moorman is a senior and the president of CAB, one of Randall’s primary advising groups and met him when she was a freshman. She was sitting tall with her soft, dark brown curls parted and pinned back against her light brown skin, looking poised yet anxious. She started to tear up at the thought of the little things Randall does to make her feel special, something as small as giving her five bucks to eat during the day.
“This is is really weird but Randall is like my BG dad,” Moorman said. “Literally he does everything for me–”
“I’m sorry,” she said wiping the tears from her face. She turned her head to the side looking for anything to distract her. She said Randall is one person who can always tell when something is wrong. She said it’s like a father-daughter relationship.
Randall stands just shy of six feet tall amongst the leaders of each Greek chapter in the National Panhellenic Council. He knows each of them by name and finds something to laugh with each of them about. Randall’s hope is to see a student fill his shoes one day. He said he knows one day there will be another minority male or minority female that wants to do his job.
Randall said he is trying to train his students to be more like his “full back” in life, his eldest brother, Steven. He said Steven hits the hole hard in life and takes all of the tacklers so Randall can just run through, sitting pretty.
“I don’t want any of my students to have any excuses,” Randall said.
Randall grew up in a separated household of four boys. He was raised by two police officers who never married and never truly lived together–and two hard nosed grandmothers who permitted only the correct use of language in their households. Both grandmothers lived in the Housing Development of Gary, Indiana, Randall said that society also called the “projects.”
When Randall was in middle school and high school, his mom worked as a police officer by day and postal clerk from 2 p.m. to 1 a.m. Randall and his brothers would travel back and forth between the two grandmothers’ houses during the day where only “no ma’ams” and “yes ma’ams” were permitted.
And it wasn’t “fart,” it was “pass gas,” Randall said.
In middle school, Randall also began to notice the presence of gangs formulating in his neighborhood and started seeing people lose their life to gun violence. Even though his parents were not always around, he said their discipline enabled him to make the right choices.