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.