I was just chatting with a student from Spain who had this to say about his first winter in Boston:
“True,” I agreed. I hesitated and then broke the news that we’re in for six more weeks of hell, according to the soothsayer rodent Punxsutawney Phil.
“Oh, yes,” the student said. “Happy Marmot Day!”
I stifled a laugh, but his funny take on the name did make me want to wring Phil’s furry neck a teensy bit less. I bet that fur ball has a boatload of life insurance.