Ask pops what's his choice brand of rum.
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My dad was Reverend Davis with the big white beard. He was best friends with Reverend Rogers who was over Thurman. Mr. Woodbury (who was over the over the dorm right next to the Cafeteria, I can’t immediately remember the name but I think it’s mays hall ) would hit the rum and later when i went in 2004 I lived in white hall and the reverend over white hall was getting lit, we had to help walk him home a few times.Not gonna lie.. I don't even remeber who the RD for the west end dorm was because he was laid back. The RD at the spot on Howell Mill (the old hotel) next to the Kroger shopping complex was a cocksucker who tried to get me kicked out of school and I made him pay.
West End dorm was chill because there was only one RA, and my dad wasn’t on all of that micromanaging bs. The main focus was making sure people graduate.
His guilty pleasure was food. If he wasn’t cooking meals for students and family, he was at the Q (I think there was one in west end mall and when we wanted to ride, we would go down to greenbrier mall.
At the time he graduated, he was the one of, if not the oldest graduate of Morehouse at 54 in 94.