Laugh, and the world laughs with you. Weep, and you weep alone. ~ ‘Solitude’ by Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1883) I try never to poke fun at seniors. I am, after all, one of them. It seems, however, that in our culture, we are collectively one of the most maligned segments of society; therefore, the Wilcox poem seems good advice. Never one to lie down and take a punch or roll over and play dead, I’ve been trying to think of ways to play along as the hi…