אולי איני חברך או חבר של הבן שלך,אך אני כותב,ולבי כואב. מאז ומתמיד הקב"ה שמר לך מקום בגן עדן. החיוך שלך,איפה שאני לא נתקל בו,שובה לבבות. בשלושים לאפריל באת כהרגלך לתוך מיק'ס פלייס על מנת לנגן בגיטרה.
באחת ושלושים,זה קרה. בן בליעל,יימח שמו,
נכנס לפאב והתפוץץ.נוח על משכבך בשלום

צר ודואב ואין הסבר ואין הגיון ובטירוף הזה צריך קצת מזל כל הזמן ושלרגע לא יעזוב אותך.
ליבנו איתכם במאמץ להמשיך.
שלא תדעו יותר צער

משפחת התבור כואבת את אבדנו של ינאי, אבא לעומר ובן. ינאי חסר לכולם: תלמידים שלא יכלו להאמין שלא יהיה מי שישיר איתם במדורת ל"ג בעומר, וצוות שהכיר תודה על שנים של שיתוף ותמיכה. יהי זכרו ברוך!

The blues is not a joyful or happy music...
The old brown Yanay's fender added many good bars in the blue sky of the blues...
I saw him only one time. He was the perfect final element of one of the best night I had . I smoked a good cohiba, old rhum in my glass. The light, discussions, smiles of everybody were warm and friendly.
I exchange one regard with Yanay, exactly some fraction of second before the end of the bridge (I play guitar too).
He was smiling. Happy to be burried in the hot and hoarse sound of his fender...
It was my very last night in Mike's Place.
Now I will never forget it.
Francois

we at temple sharay tefilla are thinking of you and your family we will be in touch with you you are in our prayers

Orna, We just spoke yesterday for the first time but it it just the beginning of a relationship. Our whole congregation SHAARAY TEFILA in Bedford New York, headed by Rabbi David Greenberg, is getting to know about your family and we would love to be part of your support in this very difficult time in your lives. We are all looking forward to being in touch and eventually meeting all of you. Please know that we are thinking of you and keeping you in our prayers and are so terribly sorry for your loss. Sari Singer

I am so sory. I've been many times to Mike's place.

I don't know Yaney, but his brother, Gidi, and his family are close to my heart. I lift up Yaney's family before God, who knew Yaney and his life. May all his family be blessed and gain peace and strength in his life and in his love.

Rest in peace, Yanay. I didn't know you nor your music, but hearing "Summer 97" I feel I do a bit, anyway.

Orna,
Since the shocking news I think of him every day, at home, at work, late at nights. I still hope it just a bad dream.
Although we did not see each other very often in later years (we moved to England), each time I saw Yanay I felt like I am talking to a brother of mine. We shared the same background (Kibbutz, similar age, army band, the love of music, of food...) and I believe we had the same moral and humanistic views about people and society. Ironically I may need to re-evaluate my views... there is simply no justice. He who may choose selects the wrong people.
There is so much I can write about Yanay - his musical talent, the inner sensitivity behind the confident shell, his dedication to his family. In one sentence, Yanay was the kind of person that you could phone at 4 oclock in the morning because you are stuck on the motorway and he will be there in 5 minutes to help you. He simply loved to make people around him feel better.
The last time we met he drove from Holon to Gal-On specially to meet me. He took me to his car so that I can hear the wonderful "Summer 97". He seemed so happy and content with his life. I felt that after a long time he found a job that suits him, a place to play the music he likes and that, generally, all the jigsaw-of-life is coming together nicely. How pity that it all ended in this awful way.
Orna, I know these words cannot bring him back but I just hope his memory and legacy can give you strength and hope for the future.
We loved him. We will never forget him.
Avner and Cate (Cathy) Kleiman
Newcastle
England