📖Behold The Greatest Untold👂🏽 Black American✊🏽 Story📰 in modern-day U.S. history.

Picture of the U.S. Twenty Dollar bill with 7th President of the United States of America, Andrew Jackson.

Many readers may be unaware of the unrevealed connection or even puzzled as to my reasons for choosing to begin the greatest story that most have never heard, with a picture of a $20 bill. The objective in displaying the $20 bill was to accurately depict how enormously deep and rewarding the discovery of my once undisclosed American history has proven to be. The $20 bill is also representative of just how uncomfortably close a freed Black American society is to the inhumane heritage of American Slavery.

My story is one that is unheard of, however, it also includes a powerful chain of events filled with a multitude of miraculous journeys of unimaginable miracles that were compiled to create an unbelievable testament of truth. My unknown truth has garnered biblical comparisons by those who are familiar with The Men Of Color Having Answers Foundation (M.O.C.HA.).

My incredible story begins in the early days of January 2020, when I was the unfortunate victim of police brutality in Greenville, South Carolina. Within a period of only a few months, I had been falsely arrested and overcharged for several bogus violations due to retaliation and unaddressed racism in a culture of Confederate hate in Upstate South Carolina.

During this time, I successfully submitted a series of factual complaints to the Internal Affairs Department (department dedicated to investigating police officer conduct), Greenville city mayor, attorneys representing the state of SC, and selected city/county council members that I had prematurely assumed would be interested in improving the relationships between the Greenville city police officers and the communities that they serve. Despite my many pleas of innocence and my tireless efforts of searching for closure by reaching out with intentions of resolve, I found myself being greatly disappointed each time I learned that my numerous amount of attempts had all failed to be acknowledged. My concerns had all been ignored.

In the Southern United States, one very unfair systematic tactic that has been immorally used against Black people is word of mouth. This extremely powerful psychological strategy has been the sole victimizer and the crippling kryptonite to each and every Black man, woman, and child that it has ever encountered. At the moment when no man had consistently remained in my corner and at a time when I felt that I had been misunderstood the most, greatly due to the pending bogus charges of resisting arrest, battery and other race infused charges; I had no one that was willing to offer me a meaningful opportunity based on the traditional unchallenged words of a police officers report in a Jim Crow South. In early 2020, things had become very challenging considering the unfair odds that were oppressively stacked against me. I was deeply entangled and mercifully facing a battle that the majority of American citizens historically believed to be unconquerable. I was without a solid friend and the few people that I randomly talked to were unwilling to stand on the facts alongside me, for fear of the repercussions of their stance. This was despite knowing that the truth was a stark difference from the bogus charges issued by the Greenville city police officers. Ultimately, the truth proved to be a bit too costly for anyone around me to affirm, no matter how obvious the flaws of the findings were. These trying months undoubtedly had to be one of the most frustrating periods of my life when nothing seemed to be going right and all of my efforts of positive change seemed useless and ineffective.

Honestly, during this difficult time, I had no idea of a specific direction or an intended destination in which my life was headed, however, I clearly understood that my existence required change; yet it was a terrifying span by virtue of having to accept the fact that I was no longer in control of my own destiny. At the very moment when I began to feel hopeless and my world was void of anyone to turn to, the unthinkable happened. I had an unusual encounter, that can only be described as a divine experience in which I supernaturally heard a voice that simply instructed me to Think. At that moment, this very unfamiliar yet authoritative commandment failed to startle me; although, I was certain that this decree would be a life-changing order of transformation that would add purpose and a solid identity that would later add direction to my life.

Long story short, I listened & obeyed. The remaining part of my story is Legendary…


In early 2020, I begin studying Black History after identifying the need for answers to end a multitude of generational hurdles currently faced by black people in the United States. On May 5, 2020, I founded The Men Of Color Having Answers Foundation (M.O.C.H.A.), with the primary focus of discovering solutions to end generational obstacles faced by Black people in America.

The Men Of Color Having Answers Foundation (M.O.C.H.A.).

During the next several months, my organization along with very few volunteers, relentlessly registered many first-time voters in South Carolina, while also educating the ignored areas of poverty on the importance of voting. Our efforts remained strong despite the COVID-19 Pandemic.

The M.O.C.H.A. Foundation partnered with Phillis Wheatley Community Center for Voter Registration/Groceries COVID relief Giveaway.

After registering and educating dozens of first-time voters in efforts to create change during the pandemic, my newly formed organization, and America was faced with the fatal murder of George Floyd by former Minneapolis police officer Derek Chauvin on May 25, 2020. Despite The M.O.C.H.A. Foundation only being organized for less than one month, I immediately reached out to some of the remaining respected names in American Civil Rights History. A few short days after the tragic murder of George Floyd, my quest for answers landed me on the phone with the Civil Rights Icon, the Reverend Al Sharpton.

Despite a promise being made by Rev. Sharpton to work with The M.O.C.H.A. Foundation less than a week after the George Floyd murder; I never heard from Reverend Al Sharpton again. My message to Mr. Sharpton and other Black leaders who are gatekeepers to the Civil Rights movement RESPECTIVELY is, I don’t need you to White man me, However, I require that you Understand me, IN ORDER TO MAKE OFFICIAL PROGRESS HAPPEN. This simply means, stop making the movement of positive change for Black people in America seem as if it is a far-fetched dream by being uninviting and ingenuine to ones who offer innovative opportunities for change.


Despite the reluctance of some of the people that I had admired the most to work with The M.O.C.H.A. Foundation, I continued pressing on as I searched for solutions to end generational obstacles faced by Black people in America. On September 23, 2020, I submitted a proposal on behalf of The Men Of Color Having Answers Foundation (M.O.C.H.A.) to the Clemson City Council in Clemson, South Carolina that would add to history without the battle of removal of a structure or name. The M.O.C.H.A. Foundations proposition would name an unnamed pedestrian bridge after a formerly enslaved African American woman that Clemson University had displayed as their primary face of early American slavery.

The LEGREE Resolution, presented by The M.O.C.H.A. Foundation would be voted on and unanimously passed by the Clemson city council on October 19, 2020. Once the bridge is named, it would be one of less than a dozen historical markers, placed on a roadway, that would identify an African American in the state of South Carolina in 2020.

The signed LEGREE Resolution, by Clemson mayor J.C. Cook, III. The language of the LEGREE Resolution has not been honored by the Clemson City Council.

Following CLEMSON UNIVERSITY’S unwillingness to grant requested scholarships to the descendants of those the university had known to have enslaved in 2020, I began an innovative mission to raise money for scholarships for the descendants through the sale of a book titled, Black Calhoun.

Because of the repeated refusal of CLEMSON UNIVERSITY to grant scholarships to the descendants of those the university’s founders had known to have enslaved, I then created and registered The Nancy Washington Legree, Descendants of African Heritage, School of Arts & Science in late 2020. My vision will create a unique and innovative school of discovery in Upstate South Carolina for the underserved community. The NWL Descendants school will also teach newly discovered inspirational Black history that reaches beyond the U.S. borders.

Coming 2022-23 calendar school year.

In response to the rising issues of national community crimes (formerly known as black-on-black crimes), I envisioned and created the blueprint for a nationwide inspirational place of motivation and education called H.O.M.E.

The HOUSE OF MOTIVATION, ENCOURAGEMENT, AND EDUCATION will serve the purpose of helping to address love, trust, growth, and development among Black people while educating the youth to a new truth that examines motivational methods of inspiration.

The Nationwide services of H.O.M.E. coming soon.

Despite the COVID-19 Pandemic, my mission remained consistent with creating solutions, registering/educating voters, and discovering Innovative ideas of change; yet, the bogus charges from the Greenville city police officers occasionally interrupted and disturbed my peace. However, I refused to worry about my situation with the GPD, because GOD had already assured me that he would handle my Goliath-sized battles. Nevertheless, the assurance from the Most-High failed to convince my deeply oppressed mind that things would be ok. Consequently, I continued writings emails expressing my innocence to anyone that I believed would listen during my crisis. And much to my dismay, every one of my emails had been unreturned and unaddressed. It was at this moment when everyone I encountered had refused to acknowledge my existence that GOD sent me an answer to confirm that he had already granted me my freedom from a system of confederate hate in Greenville, South Carolina.

GOD SENT ME THE KEY TO THE GREENVILLE CITY POLICE OFFICERS VEHICLE THAT HAD FALSELY TAKEN ME TO JAIL.

Vehicle Unit #226

I was totally shocked and almost in disbelief when GOD granted me the key to the very vehicle that had previously taken me to jail under false charges. After instantly doubting the unbelievable miracle that rested in the palm of my hand, I was then supernaturally prompted to turn the key over and view the rear side. I immediately noticed that the numbers of vehicle Unit #226 were distinctly engraved into the police officer’s key.

Police vehicle Unit #226

Despite several unjust methods and immoral actions of conspired corruption by the GPD and others in South Carolina who saught to falsely obtain my arrest; GOD continued to verify his promises to me through countless unexplained occurrences. In late August 2021, I wrote a powerful first-of-its-kind, self-published biography titled, Andrew VS. Goliath: The America Civil Czar, which exposed a Confederate heritage at Clemson University, while also unmasking the militia of manipulation within the Greenville City Police Department in South Carolina.

By now, I’m positive that almost every reader is anxiously awaiting as you subconsciously ask yourselves the very same question, “what was the ultimate achievement for such an improbable and daring assignment?”


Undoubtedly, during my mission of change, The M.O.C.H.A. Foundation has been successful in achieving a few monumental goals that very few African Americans have ever accomplished. Successfully writing the proposal to name a landmark in honor of a formerly enslaved African American woman and shortly later obtaining a supportive unanimous decision by an entire city government in a Jim Crow South is an extraordinary feat. The historical accomplishment within the writings of the Legree Resolution by the Clemson city council should also be credited to the M.O.C.H.A. Foundation for being one of the first in American History in which a city government publicly admits to the horrors of slavery.

(note) the original copy of The Legree Resolution including the admittance of the horrors of slavery against my family and other locals.

The Horrendous truths written by the Clemson City Council in the LEGREE Resolution were later shockingly confirmed as I searched my family’s history at Clemson University (formerly Clemson College). Although a heritage of hate has been celebrated, honored, and remembered at Clemson University, I feel as if it is irresponsible and unacceptable for a major university to continue to hinder the facts of American history.

Cause of death of a family member who lived at Clemson College (1919).

THE FOUNDERS OF CLEMSON UNIVERSITY ENSLAVED MY FAMILY FOR OVER 50 YEARS AFTER THE EMANCIPATION AND THEN WATCHED AS MY FAMILY SUFFERED IN SILENCE.
— Andrew Peppers

There is no doubt that I have been very fortunate in my many experiences of memorable moments during this transitionary period of the last 18 months of my life. Despite all of my Foundations' accomplishments, nothing was more gratifying than successfully uncovering a deeply-hidden truth that unequivocally connected my FAMILY to the Founding Fathers of the United States of America.

I triumphantly went from being a black man without a known history or an identifiable purpose to becoming a Powerful Black man, with a discovered history that is arguably greater than almost any living American citizen; who can trace back to his ancestors' beginnings.

Through endless research, I successfully discovered an erased and unknown truth that affiliated my family to the 7th Vice President of the United States of America, John C. Calhoun.

An official Census document from Pendleton Rd in Clemson, SC (formerly town of Calhoun) shows that the family of John C. Calhoun (7th Vice President); specifically Floride Calhoun and Idor Calhoun. The earlier Floride Calhoun was the wife of the Vice President, John C. Calhoun.

The Infamous Calhoun family, who were my family’s former slaveholders, lived in the very same location as my family once did even after slavery. Ironically, during my research, I was able to solve a mystery that had tormented the minds of my family regarding the biological identity of the man who fathered my Aunt Ida. My aunt Ida was born a Mulatto at Clemson University (formerly Clemson College), and I had known her for the first 15 or so years of my life. I learned after her death that my aunt Ida had been separated from my family shortly after birth due to a secret being withheld at Clemson University (formerly Clemson College). My aunt Ida or Idor as it was written back then, was named after one of the direct family members of the 7th Vice President, John C. Calhoun, and although there are several rumors and even publications that have speculated and written about my family being fathered by South Carolina Senators, Governors, and others of the early American Confederacy; my proof is by far the greatest offering of official verification. Shameless to say, my Aunt Ida wasn’t the first member of my ancestors to be born from the rape of the powerful and privileged at Clemson University (formerly Clemson College). Nonetheless, she was one of the final victims of a Confederate system of cover-up at Clemson that intended on erasing its crimes.

The yellow highlighted streak reflects my aunt Idor Legree (Mulatto) who was named after Idor Calhoun, the very first name on the census document.

My unique journey has been filled with bottomless lows and Himalayan peaks that all proved necessary for this moment to happen. My crowning achievement wasn’t even understood until I had realized that I may be one of few Black men in America that is able to trace his history back to the Founding fathers of the United States of America. Unfortunately, many Americans are unaware that John C. Calhoun was the Vice President to President Andrew Jackson from 1825-1832. The 7th Vice President of the United States history includes my family and John C. Calhouns’ history is honored and remembered throughout America as some of his ideas were instrumental in shaping the nation.

I’ve discovered through expansive self-taught research, that my history isn’t just Black History, but my story is American History. My ancestors’ pasts are just as prominent as the slaveholders who managed and maintained generations of stolen wealth from those they enslaved. My Ancestors and my family actually performed the immoral forced duties of slavery at Clemson. John C, Calhoun, and others were given opportunities as a result of the profits gained from the forced labor of my family and others who remain unidentified.

For the sake of History, the next time that you spend another $20 bill, think of the “Undisclosed Truth” of the 7th Vice President, John C. Calhoun, that is absent from the featured portrait on the $100 bill of the 7th President of the United States that Calhoun served under, Andrew Jackson. A buried truth regarding the Founding Fathers of the United States of America, that was concealed and withheld at Clemson University for over 150 years now.

A truth that was only discovered and disclosed, due to the extensive research conducted by The Men Of Color Having Answers Foundation (M.O.C.H.A.).

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