My Whole Life versus 2020: The year questioning became a sin.

I’ve been a questioner my whole life.

Even as a wee lad, barely out of swaddlers, if I overheard voices raised in mirth in another room, I would enter and demand (probably more of a squeak, at that age): “What is happ’nin??”

…generally resulting in an even greater explosion of mirth, and doing nothing to assuage my bewilderment.

But mirth de damned, I had …