Welcome to Bud’s Blog

Posted March 1, 2009 by oldereyes
Categories: feeling older

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes – Marcel Proust

Sometimes Older Eyes work, too Bud


Necessary Definitions

Sage – a wise man; a man of gravity and wisdom; especially, a man venerable for years, and of sound judgment and prudence.

Curmudgeon – an ill-tempered old person full of stubborn ideas or opinions.

Fool – A person with poor judgment or little intelligence; a jester, a person whose role was to entertain a sovereign and the court, often with foolishness.

I’ve been wondering lately what it would be like to be able to relive my life knowing what I know now. Or if I was able to give my grown children a view of the world through my Older Eyes, would it change their lives? Here’s a provocative proposition: If I could get every twenty-year old to look at the world through sixty-four year old eyes for just a few minutes, it would either change them for the better or kill them. Provocative but probably not true. I doubt there are many young men making bucket lists as a result of watching Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman.

With a do-over unlikely and getting my children to listen to my archaic opinions only slightly less so, I’ll record the view through my Older Eyes here in Bud’s Blog.   As you read each post, you decide … Sage, Curmudgeon, or Fool … we can agree to disagree on which is which. Your comments are welcome, whatever your age.   If what you read changes you for the better, I’d especially like to know.   Hopefully there will be no casualties.   If you are new here and want a taste of my Older Perspective before diving in, The Best of Feeling Older offers a few of my favorite posts on aging.  Finally, if my work inspires you to try blogging … or even if you think, Jeez, I can do this better than Older Eyes – there are a series of posts on doing just that on my page, Starting a WordPress Blog.

Monday Smiles 10/12/2015

Posted October 12, 2015 by oldereyes
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MOWOne Monday a month, my wife, Muri, and I spend several hours delivering Meals on Wheels to people even older than we are.  It’s an easy enough sort of service done mostly by people ten or twenty years younger than the clients to whom they deliver.  We arrive at the MOW office at around 10:30 to pick up a cooler holding the days meals.   We also pick up a book that tells us what meals each client gets and gives turn by turn directions to their houses.   Our clients are spread over a wide area and periodically change, so we never quite get to memorize our route.  I drive and Muri reads the directions, interspersed with an occasional, No, no, turn right when I don’t listen.  And we talk … sometimes a lot … enjoying time together with no interruptions. Occasionally l miss a turn, and if I think I know the area, I find a different route. Read the rest of this post »

Where, Indeed?

Posted October 10, 2015 by oldereyes
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hallwayThis week I received a (very) short email from my friend, Barry.  Older Eyes, he said, where have you gone?  I’ve been wondering that myself.  I’d gotten used to him hanging around in the hallways of my mind, looking out through my older eyes for interesting things to write about.  In a way, he is the best part of me, another way of saying something I’ve often said … I’m best on paper.  I don’t know if that means that writing makes me a better person or that my writing skills make me sound better than I am.   But I like myself better when he’s around, so perhaps the point is moot.  Moot.  What an odd word. No?  Say it over and over a few times.  Moot.  Moot. Moot.  See? Read the rest of this post »

Not Just Monday

Posted September 14, 2015 by oldereyes
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I need to write today even though I have been neglecting Older Eyes – Bud’s Blog for over a month.  I need to write something to make me cry, to stop holding at bay the sadness I am feeling over the loss of a friend.   My son’s Siamese cat, Mr.P. has been missing for three days now.  He’s always been a little escape artist, waiting for an open door to slip away on an adventure in the great outdoors.   In the past, he’s always returned within a day, usually slipping in through the patio door left open for his return.  The hills around our home in Anaheim Hills are full of interesting creatures for a feline to stalk but they are also home to larger predators, like coyotes.   With each passing hour, our hope that Mr. P will come home fades.  It’s just a cat, Older Eyes, and not even yours, you may be thinking.  Well, for one, he isn’t just a cat and for two, I’ve loved him as if he was mine. Read the rest of this post »

Cleaning the Garage

Posted September 8, 2015 by oldereyes
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garageMy wife, Muri, likes things clean and tidy.   She likes shining floors and counters, organized shelves and refrigerators, table tops neatly arranged and dusted, and clean carpets.  She likes people’s stuff put away.  I would tell you that I like those things, too, just not as intensely or as often.  She would tell you differently.  In forty seven years together, we’ve trained each other.  I try to be neater and she tries to overlook my sometimes messy habits.  Sometimes, we succeed.  This difference in our neatness standards has led to a division of labor that seems to work.  Muri takes care of the inside of the house and I take care of the outside.  She’s never come out and told me this, but I assume she sees the outside as a hopeless project because there’s all that dirt out there.  Not to mention bugs. Read the rest of this post »

Flying to Where?

Posted August 27, 2015 by oldereyes
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image For over ten years, whenever we needed a granchild fix, we got up at about seven in the morning, showered and dressed, had a little breakfast and loaded up the car.   We drove down Weir Canyon Road and took the 91 Freeway headed west.  By five or six in the evening, we would be rolling into Phoenix, either stopping to see the kids or headed to our own Little House in the Desert, making plans to see them the next morning.  So it was Tuesday, up at about seven in the morning, showered and dressed, a little breakfast and car loaded   But today Weir Canyon Road and the 91 Freeway led us to the Toll Roads south and to John Wayne Airport, where we boarded a Southwest flight. Flying to Where? you ask Nope, Not Phoenix. Salt Lake City. A rental car and an hour drive later we were pulling up in front of our daughter’s new home in Herriman, UT. Just in case we needed something to remind us that things had changed, our flight to Salt Lake required a plane change in Phoenix. Read the rest of this post »

Monday Smiles – 8/24/2015

Posted August 24, 2015 by oldereyes
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I don’t have time to go back and look because I’m packing my bags but I am willing to bet that at least 80% of my Monday Smiles posts concern what my wife, Muri, and I did for the weekend, often what we did for Date Night.  Yes, I’m 71 … and Muri, is not far behind … and we still go out on a date at least once a week.   I’d guess that only 10% of my Monday Smiles concerned my grandkids, Reed, Maddux, and Savy.  Our grandkids are the lights of out lives, but they lived in Arizona and even though we have a house there, commitments kept us from being there often to create more Monday Smiles.   For three long months, my grandkids smiles have been from memories, photos or voices on the phone because they have moved to Utah, near Salt Lake.  We have waited patiently while the family moved, while they looked for a house and endured delays in the closing date.  But tomorrow we will board a flight to Salt Lake to spend a week with the family.


That, friends and readers, is worth smiling about on this Monday.  And I am.


Posted August 23, 2015 by oldereyes
Categories: opinion

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seriousYou have probably heard by now that Southern California is in the midst of a severe drought.   How severe?   It depends who you listen to and the degree of hysteria they choose for their particular brand of reporting.   It has been going on for at least three years, while some sources see it as part of a 15 year mega-drought and others say it has been proceeding for decades.   California governor, Jerry “Moonbeam” Brown, never one to shy away from hyperbole for politics’s sake, has called it epochal.   This is for certain … reservoirs are historically low,Reservoirs Statewide In California At Record Low Levels some virtually empty.  The state has mandated a 20% reduction in water use, with individual counties and cities determining how to enforce the reduction.   In most places, hosing down driveways and patios or using a hose to wash a car can result in $500 fine.  Most cities have also instituted a twice a week watering rule that also limits how long you can water on each sprinkler station.   Here in Anaheim Hills, even numbered homes water on Thursday and Sunday and odd ones water on Wednesday and Saturday for a maximum of 8 minutes each station.  I have read that in Socal’s warm summer climate, lawns can not survive that level of watering. Read the rest of this post »


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