I also will be missing Curmudgeon.
I give a salute to those who came before and shared what was true and honest.

Mellow but outrageous stories that are wise with age, without being maudlin are mudcat's unique gross natural product. There are many Chrysanthemums and autumn gold and scarlet leaves below the line on BS.
Only the babies of the Boomers remain. The experience of beauty may be similar for the young and old but opinions do change. The difference between the young and older may even change the matter of life or death.

As a young man I discovered a Nazi war criminal at Highland Nursing Home in Rochester NY. Replete with Nazi memorabilia he led a demented life recreating patriotic marches and slogans. A girlfriend of mine led me to him. The more I learned the more I was certain he was in a state of advanced dementia.

Indian tribes commonly would not punish the lost and insane seniors of the tribe and neither could I, morally speaking. So I never contacted Simon Wiesenthal. After all I felt I knew more than my seniors.

Now that I am a senior I would have acted differently. I would have easily executed punishment for the demented insane cruelty of the old Nazi's acts of cruelty and insane demented behavior. I would not have the compassion you might expect from this old examined life.

I know now that ethical decisions involving justice are more a matter of Perspectivism from wisdom and not just from age.

Old age does not guarantee honesty but it does encourage it