Richard Michael Randolph

Richard Michael Randolph Sr., affectionately known as Mickey, epitomized the spirit of South Philadelphia in every aspect of his life. No matter where his journey led him, he remained a proud son of South Philly until the very end. Whether it be eating a cheesesteak or cheese hoagie with relish, from his favorite spot, or hopping on the Broad Street Line to the El to hit 52nd Street (aka the Deuce) where he was well known.

Born as the youngest child and son of Lewis and Eleanor Randolph, Mickey was spoiled, His mischievous nature, fun-loving spirit, and penchant for pranks often brought both joy and chaos amongst the household and his six siblings. Once he stole his sister's (Shirley Ann) tuna fish sandwich when she wouldn't give it to him and jumped up and on It. In return she beat him with an umbrella. Yet, beneath his playful exterior, Mickey possessed a brilliant mind and streetwise savvy, which he wielded in his own unique and creative manner and often got him into trouble. He did it his way! (Wink, Wink)

Mickey was a product of Philadelphia Public Schools, where he laid the foundation for his journey through life. Throughout his life, Mickey carved his own path, did things his way, refusing to be confined by convention or expectation. He was a true free spirit, blazing trails wherever he went, leaving an indelible mark on all who crossed his path. (Wink, Wink) Yet, amidst his adventures, he found 'creative' ways to attain money. He always found his way back to his family where he knew he would not be judged. Family is family. He was a diligent worker who held various jobs, striving tirelessly to ensure his family's needs were met and to provide for their well-being. He did it his way!

In the company of his beloved wife, Catherine, affectionately known as Kitty, for forty-three years Mickey found his greatest joy and anchor. Together, they welcomed a son, their pride and joy, Richard Michael Randolph, Junior, into their lives, passing down their legacy of love and resilience. Richard Jr. gifted Mickey and Kitty with two granddaughters, RuQayyah Randolph and Karlie Grey.

All of the children of the Lewis and Eleanor household knew their way around the kitchen. Mickey enjoyed a good meal and he was a skilled cook, Mickey was delighted to prepare hearty breakfasts for his family, a tradition cherished by his granddaughter RuQayyah during their Sunday gatherings. Mickey's infectious laughter and love for family gatherings filled every moment with jokes, warmth and joy.

Mickey enjoyed the simple pleasures of life. He had a passion for watching Westerns, like Bonanza and Gunsmoke, the portrayal of villains on screen, especially Wesley Snipes' owning it as Nino Brown in

"New Jack City," cheering on boxers in the ring with a particular admiration for "Iron Mike Tyson," and losing himself in the soulful melodies of old-school R&B music. He was an avid swimmer and enthusiast of Mark Spitz. Mickey loved to dance and he was smooth with the "The Bop"  on the dance floor and enjoyed friendly card games, whether it be Pity-Pat, Pinochle, or poker, and occasionally indulged in street corner games of craps (shooting dice). You got hustled! He did it his way!

As we reflect on Mickey's life and times, we are reminded of the cherished souls who have gone before him. Among them, his daughter Alicia Laws, his sisters, Mrs. Louise E. Burbage, Mrs. Margaret Swanson and Mrs. Shirley A. Smith, who were beloved pillars of family love and wisdom. They now welcome Mickey into the eternal embrace of memory. While their absence is deeply felt, their spirits continue to reside within the hearts of those who mourn Mickey's departure. Their enduring influence serves as a testament to the unbreakable bonds of family and the profound legacy of love they leave behind.

In the aftermath of Mickey's passing, his comical, joyful and chaotic spirit remains a source of love and laughter for his two sisters, Ms. Phyllis Harley, Ms. June Hills, one brother, Andrew Lewis Randolph Jr., one sister-in law, Mrs. Edwina Jones, and a multitude of nieces, nephews, friends, and neighbors from South Philly to Upper Darby, Pa., all touched by his infectious energy and zest for life. South Philly mourns the loss of one of its own, a son whose presence brightened every corner and whose memory will continue to resonate throughout the streets he called home.

Though Mickey may have departed from this world, his spirit lives on in the hearts and memories of all who had the privilege of knowing him. He leaves behind a legacy of independence, resilience, and unwavering love for his family and community.

In honoring Mickey's memory, let us celebrate his life lived boldly and unapologetically. Mickey is probably laughing at us right now and saying. "And now that the end is here, and I face the final curtain, my friend, I'll say it clearly, "I did it my way!" I'll see you in California!