The Jay Graves Report

Why it’s IMPOSSIBLE to be a father without puttin’ in work! “Verbs”

Winston Churchill once said, “The price of greatness is responsibility.” Abraham Lincoln broke it down like this, “You cannot escape the responsibility of tomorrow by evading it today.” Then Denis Waitley  put it where the goats could get it when he spit, “The greatest gifts you can give your children are the roots of responsibility and the wings of independence.”

Well playas…today we celebrate those great men that have taken on the responsibility of givin’ their children those very roots and wings that ole boy just mentioned. The most important thing that a man could ever do is become someone’s father. Forget what you heard playboy I’m tellin’ you what I know. Bein’ a father is a not a noun, it’s a verb!!! It’s an action word because you’ve got to DO something to be considered a father.

Not only do you have to do something but you’ve got to constantly be movin’ and doin’ for them their entire lives! You start off teachin’ and carin’ for them, shaping’ and molding’ them. Then you become their advisor etc. but it never stops bruh.

I can remember lookin’ into my kid’s eyes when they were very small. That look said that they were helpless and that they knew nothin’ about how to survive. It was my responsibility to fill the void that God has left for a man to fill in a child’s life.

I applaud all of the mothers that have raised children alone because of the lack of verbs in their children’s lives. I salute you but today isn’t your day. Today we’re celebratin’ verbs and verbs only.

In April of 1985 durin’ my senior year in high school my dad had open heart surgery. Durin’ his recovery for the next few months the doctors told him that he would need to retire because his heart wasn’t strong enough to keep workin’ the hours that he was puttin’ in.

My dad had five children with two of them in college already and with me on my way. He was a pharmacist and my mother was a school teacher. We didn’t qualify for student loans so my dad was payin’ out of pocket for us to go to school. Therefore, he was workin’ seven days a week.

I told him that I would stay at home and go to school or work. He shut that down real quick and said that his children were goin’ to college and that was it. He went back to work that summer and sent me to Purdue University and my brothers back to Indiana University.

When I walked in the door for Christmas break my sister, who should have been at school was waitin’ for me. My dad wasn’t feelin’ well. Two days later and two days before Christmas he died of a heart attack on a Monday mornin’ before goin’ to work.

My dad died bein’ my verb bruh! He died because he wanted the best for me and my siblings. He died tryin’ to send me to college!!! He died at 48 years old!!!

When I became a father I said to myself that I wanted to be the first person my kids see in the mornin’ and the last person they see at night. The simple fact that a child knows that you’re there and willin’ to be a verb means everything even when they don’t realize what the sacrifices that you’re makin’. So today I salute all of the verbs puttin’ in work. Happy Father’s Day and stop me when I start lyin’!

Playas Thesaurus: 

1) Spit: verb – to say

2) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific.

3) Put it where the goats can get it: verb phrase – to make it as elementary as possible. To put it at ground level so everyone can understand it.

The G is excluded from the endings of all words because the G is near and dear to my heart because I’m from “The G” which is Gary, Indiana. So I only use the G when I’m talkin’ about “The G!”

The caption under the photo isn’t real but its real talk!