KIH[Purist]
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If I may...
It's been a long time since I posted last time. After I left here, I have been away from internet forums (and I do NOT use or see any type of SNS). I am back here today only because this is about our dearest friend, Casey. Thought I should share with you what Casey was really going through in his last days/ weeks/ months.
Perhaps I was the closest one to Casey in this community, in terms of physical location (and as a friend, I hope). And apparently I am the last person he contacted before he passed, for which I have been beating myself up since I heard the news. I guess I heard the news almost 10 days later from Art because I do not use FB - after his funeral, to which I sent my farewell message, to his friend (closest one for the past 40 years and live nearby, and took care of all the arrangement for him, having found him dead beside his bed in his apartment in Tokyo). She explained to me that she did not know who to contact in Japan (let alone how difficult to locate his sister in the US was), so she checked Casey's FB account and contacted those who communicated with him there in the past, thus she reached the members here, I heard. She went through the messages she received after the funeral and found my name and called me. We talked a long time about all things.
Now, back to about Casey and me. I was once a moderator here - perhaps very few of you may now remember me - before and after I moved back to Tokyo from New York - hope you have read some of my posts, including GS and VFA story, about visits to the ateliers of Kikuno-san as well as Mr. Philippe Dufour. It was wonderful time to be here for me back then, until I decided it was time to move on and leave this community. Casey had been in Tokyo for many decades already, so naturally I met him whenever I visited Tokyo. He was a gentle, sometimes sarcastic and teasing character. At first sight, I fell in love with his IWC Perpetual Sincere Edition (25 pcs for silver and black each). He said, "I will never sell this". And from time to time, we, including other Tokyo watch nuts, including Kikuno-san (first AHCI member from Japan), had GTG in Tokyo. We had a good laugh and good time.
Then came Covid. He left Tokyo and moved to Karuizawa, a kind of "resort town", just one hour by the bullet train, north of Tokyo, where he and his friends had the second house. So, we could not meet during these 3 years or so. Then in 2023, he came back. I met him, he seemed a bit weak. He said he was diagnosed with early Parkinson's, but doctor told him that it would take years to get much worse. His friend I mentioned above later told me that Casey had had three heart surgeries during Covid in Karuizawa. She thought he should have stayed with them (her and her husband) but she had to take care of her aging mother and Casey did not want to be a burden for his friends, so he told her that he would return to Tokyo because he thought he could live okay on his own.
It was Summer of 2023 when he sent me an email saying that he wanted to meet up with me and he was thinking of selling some of his watches and the list of them. The IWC Perpetual was on the list. Are you serious, I asked. He said "yes". I thought he reallly needed some cash. I asked "how much?" He said some number and I agreed, no question asked. The photo is that watch, which I had serviced at IWC boutique, in front of the photo she sent to me after the funeral - of his cool portrait and his ashes.... He said when he parted with it, "I was wearing this literally 24/7 for many years".
Then again a few months later, he emailed me asking for help to sell other watches. We met again at the station most convenient for him to see the watches. He seemed weaker and already had some Perkinson's symptoms. I thought it was too early, but he said he was still okay. I brought some of them to used watch shops and sold at the highest offer, and then we met again on Jan. 20, this year to hand him the cash, which he was happy with. He seemed even weaker then with sometimes violent Perkinson's symptoms - a bit puzzling. Clearly he was not okay. I told him to let me know when he needed anything, e.g. grocery shopping and such (yes, I should have forced him to tell me where exactly his apartment was!). He said he still could manage those things. We then went to have light supper. He seemed to be happy that he sold the big items in his watch collection and to have some company to eat with. That, looking back, was the last supper with him.
About a month passed. I was worried about him almost everyday. But sometimes he did not respond emails. Then all of a sudden, while I was working from home, 14:47JST, Feb. 23, 2024, his email came in asking for help to do grocery shopping for him as his mobility got quite limited. Immediately I emailed back, "sure, what do you need, where should I bring them to?". No response..... I had a very bad feeling and I emailed again and then called his cell. No answer and I left a message. I did not know what to do as I did not know exactly where he lived - we always met at his closest station, about 40 minutes from my place. I should have asked him his address. I should be more quick to respond. I should have been more proactively helpful, useful. I was none of the above. I was useless. I was slow. I could not help him. I still cannot help crying when I talk about him and his last moment to my closest people, my sister, my girlfriend, etc.... When she - his friend in Karuizawa - found my number and called me after the funeral, we both cried over the phone. She cried knowing how his last days were and what he was going through, I cried blaming myself. She asked me "are you the 'Ken'? Casey was always talking happily about you arranging GTGs, and recently helping him sell the watch?" Yes, but I do not deserve it. I am still beating myself up for being useless. I am the guy who could not help him. I promised her that I will help her go through his watches and anything she needs help with.
This is the story of Casey and me, and his last moments, my remorse, my regret, my apologies to him, and most of all, my sincere gratitude to his friendship. Please rest in peace, Casey. This watch you sold me will stay with me for a long time.
And I hope you all to have a healthy long life with good and fun hobby and friends, virtual or real. Some of you, see you again soon - I mean no offense to this platform, but I'd rather communicate via DMs or emails. Having got older, I am no longer a watch nut.
Ken

Inherited.