Jay was my stepfather for a couple of years, married to my mother Mikki. During this time I found him to be a funny, loving person and all around good guy. Jay actually taught me how to shave and how to tie a tie. 

I still remember staying up late to watch those weekly HBO fight nights and remember his love for Reggae music... "Shabba". 

Jay was a great guy who I should've reached out to sooner.  

The world was a better place with him in it. 

My condolences to Marc, Lisa, Wayne, Dawn and the rest of his family and loved ones.

Jay and I were classmates at LaLumiere high school. We also played football together for the high school team. At that time, we spent much of our leisure time listening to music. One day Jay came bursting into my room, with much exuberance, holding a freshly purchased copy of Aerosmith's "Toys in the Attic" on vinyl. He insisted that we listen to it as it was so great. Needless to say, I enjoyed that debut so much that I purchased my own copy as well as Aerosmith's previous 2 albums the very next week.

I'll never forget that day. Thanks Jay for "turning me on" to some great music. My condolences to his family. 

From the very first day I met him, Jay welcomed me with the warmth of a father’s embrace. He guided me with unwavering patience, corrected me gently when I stumbled, and always celebrated every small victory as if it were his own. More than a boss or mentor, he was family—someone I could call at any hour, knowing he’d listen, support, and love me without hesitation.

In every project we tackled, Jay led not by barking orders but by example. He taught me the value of integrity in every report, the power of empathy in every client call, and the importance of courage when making tough decisions. He never settled for “good enough”—he believed deeply that excellence was born from passion and persistence. Because of him, I learned to push past self-doubt, to trust my voice, and to stand tall even when the road ahead looked uncertain.

But beyond his professional brilliance—his keen strategic mind, his talent for uniting a team, and his relentless drive for innovation—it was Jay’s heart that shone brightest. He saw me not just as a colleague, but as a person with dreams, fears, and a story worth knowing. He laughed with me in celebration, comforted me in moments of doubt, and always reminded me that work, at its best, is about lifting each other up.

I still can’t believe I’ll never again hear his gentle “Well done,” or feel his steady confidence when he said, “You’ve got this.” His voice, his guidance, and his kindness shaped me into who I am today. Please know that his legacy lives on in every lesson he gave, every encouragement he offered, and every life he touched—including mine. My heart aches for your loss, Jacqueline, and I’m here for you always, just as Jay was always there for us.

With all my love 

25 years ago I met a man in a Red Zoot suit driving a gold car. Jay was on his way to church, to play in the band. He absolutely changed the course of my life, & I will be forever grateful to Jay for his caring attitude. He will be missed.

I have more to say 

Ripples in the Pond.

Everyday of our lives we create ripples in our pond of life. Such a person that created lots of ripples was Jay Robert Jablonski.

We don't necessarily know where those ripples travel to, or who gets affected by the things that we do 

But you know for fact that people are affected by our actions.

I am reminded of a poem by Steven Grellet

I expect to pass through this world but once.

Any good, therefore, that I can do

Or any kindness I can show to any fellow creature

Let me do it now.

Lett me not defer or neglect it

Forr I shall not pass this way again.

I'm not saying that Jay was perfect, but I can tell you that he profoundly changed my life by giving me the opportunity to have a life. When I was totally down and out, he provided an opportunity for me and my family to have the life that we lead now. 

I will miss Jay.