As 2020 begins its much-hoped-for exit, a pop analysis indicates the Island is, indeed, more crowded than in Decembers past. To a burdensome degree, as some feared? That remains to be seen in a post-holiday light, when our long-established flock of snowbirds migrates to southern climes, an atmosphere better suited to the thin skin common to those becoming immersed in, uh, maturity.

While I’m still working on low-end agedness, I could absolutely picture myself making annual winter hiatuses to…