When Chekhov saw the
long winter, he saw a winter bleak and dark and bereft of hope. Yet we know
that winter is just another step in the cycle of life. But standing here among
the people of Punxsutawney and basking in the warmth of their hearths and
hearts, I couldn't imagine a better fate than a long and lustrous winter. -
Weatherman Phil Connors in "Groundhog Day."
In the natural world, we think of Spring as the
season of revival. In the unnatural world of hip joints fabricated by man
of metals and ceramic, Winter 2015-2016 is my Spring. With the support of
family and friends, I greet every day with giddy excitement of what new things
I can do today.
