Just like Steve, I was afraid this news would be coming soon because I stopped receiving emails as well. Though I did not know him very long, Arno Baars had a profound effect on me as a train collector and as a person, and I'm typing this through misty eyes and a flood of fond memories.
I had the good fortune of meeting Arno (ModernEraSG) at the York TCA Eastern Division meet about three years ago. I was struck by his knowledge of the standard gauge trains made by many of the smaller, lesser known manufacturers active from the 1960's through the present (Modern Era Standard Gauge - MESG). But, I was even more impressed with his attitude about train collecting -- it was obvious from our first conversation that the hobby was all about sharing and friendship for Arno. His table in the Silver hall quickly became one of my favorite stops at York. Over the next 3 or 4 meets, I became increasingly excited to find out what new tidbit of MESG knowledge I might be able to glean and what might be on his table that would find its way home with me. In October of 2015 we discussed having him visit my home when he made the trip north to York in April and we began corresponding occasionally by email. All of this talk of MESG had begun to have an effect on my train collection -- I started selling o gauge items I had collected over ten-plus years and began buying whatever MESG trains I could find.
Upon reading several articles he penned for the TCA quarterly, I learned that Arno had been through health issues in the past. I did not know, however, that his illness had returned until this April when I headed to the silver hall on Thursday, only to find another collector in his usual spot. When I arrived home I emailed to find out why he was absent, and when he replied I was saddened to hear that his health had taken a pretty severe turn for the worst. Despite his situation, Arno's emails remained upbeat and full of excitement for "talking trains". Within a few weeks he sent a message that I couldn't quite wrap my head around -- he invited me to visit his home to stay for a few days of MESG "training". I didn't really expect someone whom I'd only spoken to a few times in person and who didn't really know anything about me (except my love for trains) to invite me into their home. I mean, he really had no idea if I was a nice guy or an axe murderer! He assured me that the trip would be well worth it when he said, "Come down and see my collection and bring your wife and daughter. Our farm has animals to entertain your daughter, and once your wife sees the size of my collection she'll never give you a rough time about buying another train!"
So, we planned a July trip to the farm to see Arno and his wife, Carolyn, but in mid-May he contacted me to say that he was feeling pretty well at the time but was worried about how he might be faring in July. We decided that I would visit alone and with my crazy schedule, the only time that worked was Memorial Day weekend. To make a long story at least a bit shorter, I ended up making the long drive from PA to GA and spent two wonderful days on Fleur de Lis Farm with Arno, Carolyn, their boys, hired farm hand, a whole slew of animals, and the most complete collection of MESG trains on the planet. I could go on for awhile about the time spent, but don't want to bore you all too much, so I'll relate two things which struck me. First, even though it was obvious that Arno was in a great deal of discomfort, he used every bit of his physical and mental strength on conversations and teaching me about the trains I was beginning to love almost as much as he did. He would end each day by asking me "So, Rob, what did you learn about MESG trains today?" It was like going to train collecting boot camp! Secondly, I was deeply moved by the love Carolyn displayed through her care for her husband. In some of our earlier correspondence, Arno had referred to the idea of "moving forward" in spite of his failing health - there is no doubt in my mind that he and Carolyn did just that. The way they all demonstrated "moving forward" taught me as much about living life to the fullest as I had learned about the trains.
Because I had to make the long drive and be back at work on the day after Memorial Day, I said my good-byes the evening before. I left the farm in the very early morning of May 30 with a pickup cab full of MESG trains (stuff Arno said he "wanted to get rid of to make more space) and strong feelings of appreciation and sadness. Appreciation for the warm hospitality and friendship extended to me. Sadness because I knew it was the last time I would see my friend.
God Speed to my friend Arno. I am thankful for all he taught me about trains and about how to live gracefully and meaningfully no matter the circumstances.