Dig through WBUR readers' 2015 'snowmaggedon' memories and photos

The winter of 2015 — the year Boston broke its all-time record for snowfall in one season, with 110.3 inches of snow — was memorable, to say the least.

In fact, the nearly four-week blitz of blizzards lives rent free in many of our minds (and phone albums), even 10 years later.

That's true for WBUR reader Carly Laudani.

She said she remembers the "Boston Shoveler," a mysterious then-bartender who cleared off the Boston Marathon finish line after his shift during the first storm. They met later that summer and was charmed by his "claim to fame."

"We went on a date and have now been married for almost six years, with two beautiful daughters," Laudani said. "Without the storm of 2015, I may not have been so impressed off the bat and may not have the life I do today!"

Laudani is just one of more than 60 WBUR listeners and readers who shared their memories — and photos — with us to collectively commemorate, rage and laugh at all the wild occurrences during that snowy bombardment which kicked off on Jan. 27, 2015. Here are some of their memories: the good, the bad, the innovative and the unfathomable.

Some responses have been lightly edited for clarity.

"My daughter was due to deliver her first child. We got a hotel room as close to BMC as we could. The day of her induction, the snow was piled so high we couldn't make the walk from Clarendon St. to the hospital. I ended up finding two police officers parked near the hotel. They graciously gave us a ride." — Soledad Boyd

"My granddaughter and I were leaving on a 5:30 a.m. flight to Tulum, Mexico via Cancun. It snowed and just kept snowing the day and night before, so we had to dig out a path to leave the house with our luggage. When we arrived in Mexico, it was 80 degrees and really easy to quickly forget what we left behind. We were on the last plane out of Logan that morning." — Shelley Neill

"I loved it! We built sledding runs in our yard starting on the huge pile at the end of the driveway and banking around the curve of the lawn. Awesome."

Nancy Hagens

"I was a senior in college at Harvard, where there is a pride in the infrequency of classes being cancelled. But winter 2015 was so extreme that classes were canceled three times — on a Monday each time. The Sunday night cheers in the dining hall when we got those emails saying we wouldn't have class became a joyous shared celebration, especially for those of us in the class of 2015, who were deep in the throes of senioritis!" — Haven Jones

"Our children were 4 and 5 years old and their joy in playing in the snow and 'helping to shovel' was a good memory." — Barrie Wheeler

"I was in graduate school and living in JP. With the MBTA completely paralyzed, I was having a hard time getting to class on the Orange Line. Luckily, I had just started dating someone who lived within walking distance of campus. I spent a lot of nights there during those snowy months so I could still get to class. We're married now." — Karen Zusi-Tran

"My most distinct memory is of taking my baby son out in the snow for the first time. I was supposed to return to work after maternity leave in January, but due to the huge amounts of snow, I was instead mostly allowed to work from home and spend a couple of extra weeks with him. My memories of that time are of being in a kind of cocoon in our house, surrounded by snow, and I especially remember how cute he was all bundled up in his little Yeti-like outfit to go out and touch the snow." — Janine Liberty

"I was working at CVS on West Broadway in Southie at the time. So many roads were turned into one-way roads during the time because space was so incredibly limited. I remember I had to park far away because the store had no dedicated parking lot, on street was almost never possible anyway and the municipal lots where always full. I remember getting a call from a woman who was staying at the Westin Boston Seaport District Hotel and she called the store asking if we had a service in Boston that could pick up items and deliver them to her at the hotel, as she was breastfeeding and needed to pump, but did not have supplies ... She shared with me that she was staying in the hotel located directly next to where my car was parked and I, as a manager, offered to pick up the supplies, had her pay for them over the phone and delivered them to her hotel later that day. We never spoke again, but she was from San Francisco, and made sure to call and commend me for doing such a nice thing for her. Sometimes life just gives you these seemingly random moments that all connect and sometimes you just never forget when you get the chance to help people in need, no matter how small it seems." — Bryan Camarano

"I just loved being at home with my young family. We both worked for public schools, so didn't love the idea of going to school the last week of June, but at the time we weren't worried about that. [We'd] head out at night to clear the snow and just revel in the silence and peace." — Kevin Williams

"[I had] to spend almost $2,000 to hire a front-end-loader and a dump truck to finally clear out our shared driveway after we simply ran out of places to put snow." — Jamie Bakum

"Well, after experiencing seven feet of snow in about three weeks, my landlord's water pipes burst above my bathroom at 3 a.m. I woke up to a waterfall in my bathroom!" — Emily Perry

"I lived in a basement/garden level apartment and between the amount of snow we got and the drifts the snow completely covered my window!" — Sarah Blodgett

"I'm from Marion, Mass., and we lost power for over one week! Toilet water froze; fish tanks froze; it was awful." — Julie LaFavor

"At the time I was running a small women's shelter in back Bay and our primary exit was onto an alley. It was nearly impossible to get out the door because of the drifts. I remember being so frustrated because the city plowed the streets in Back Bay to prepare for the duck boat parade for the Patriots, but couldn't get around to plowing the alley so that my [residents] could get out." — Mary Shannon Thomas

"On the night of the biggest storm, the boiler for our building stopped working. It took 10 days to get a plumber to come by and repair it. We shared space heaters among our four units. Thankfully the power stayed on, unlike the Blizzard of 1978." — Richard Marshall

"I made the poor decision to not bother shoveling out my car after each storm. When the day came I needed to use it again, it took three hours to dig out, and I nearly ripped off my license plate backing out of the snow pile it had become attached to!" — Meredith Gangler

"[I remember] pulling my then 2-and-a-half-year-old to daycare on a sled because it was impossible to navigate the sidewalks of Somerville with a stroller. When we got to a hill over the train tracks on North Street, I would get in with him and slide down if it wasn't yet shoveled." — Hilary Luderer

"I made this snow fort, then enjoyed the fire ring inside." — Ryan Sharon

"I worked at Vertex in the Seaport at the time and was living in the South End. I had started the job in the fall of 2014 and naturally was grateful for the role. And, I had to be there by 9 a.m. daily. So, when the walking became too difficult and the bus to South Station was delayed with weather, I resorted to hitchhiking to work. When I think of that winter, I simply reflect on putting my thumb out and asking if someone was going in the general direction of Vertex and that was my morning ride for the day." — Tamara Wyzanski

"We lived in Woburn at the time, and I took an MBTA bus into Boston for work. Just digging out of the snow around our condo was overwhelming, with chest-deep snow in our backyard and drifting snow that buried our car in the driveway. I may have snapped at one point and abandoned snow shovels for something better suited to destroying Frost Giants. (I'm a theatrical fight choreographer.)" — Kim Carrell

"I was induced during the last blizzard of the four on Feb. 15. A few days later [my son] was born, and several days after that we headed home. The snow was everywhere; it felt so scary to drive out into this wintery hellscape with a brand new, vulnerable little baby in the car. My uncles had cleared our driveway while we were in the hospital. Our driveway was so small because of the snow banks that we had to shuttle people from the store parking lot up the street when they came to visit the baby. Every year on my son Russel's birthday, we tell him how he was born during the worst winter of all time, during the fourth blizzard in as many weeks, and that his dad had been on the roof shoveling it off the day before we went to the hospital to have him." — Jessica Benson

"Between the constant snow and the plowing you could touch the top of the street lights in Southie." — Geoff Whaley

"We were in Newton. My daughter was almost two and excited to go out and play in the snow. She got dressed in record time. She trucked over to our back door, leaped off the back steps, which were covered to the landing, and the next thing we knew, we could only see her hood!" — Katherine Liao

"We had to supervise our dogs outside because the snow was so high they could have jumped over our six-foot fence." — Will Cormier

"I was interviewing for a job in Boston that January/February. My trip was rescheduled three times and I was still stuck in airports and on the phone with the airline. Someone who wanted a man to get the job over me said, 'I guess the weather doesn't support your candidacy.' Ten years later, I am now this person's boss." — Joy Hendricks

"For my commute, I would walk through Lesley's Divinity School campus and pass a statue of a religious man on his knees in grief and prayer. After the fourth week of storms, he was nearly buried in snow. I would walk by and tell him, 'I get it, buddy!' " — Leigh Carlisle

My brother helped me move into a new apartment at 20 Jamaica Way on Feb. 1. Thankfully, it was between storms. It wasn't until mid-April, when enough snow had melted, that I realized I had a water view. Leverett Pond was across the street.

Love Nickerson

"I was living in Cambridge with my children, then both in elementary school. The kids loved building igloos in the backyard and climbing snow piles in the office parking lot behind our house. But for my husband and me, the constant shoveling and difficulty parking was a nightmare. Walking around our neighborhood felt like walking around a medieval, walled city. Passing anyone on the narrow walking path required delicate maneuvering. But we remember it now wistfully. My daughter, now 19, recently said, 'I feel lucky that there was snow when I was a kid.' " — Alysia Abbott

"I lived on Chestnut Hill Ave. in Brighton at the time, and the snow banks were so big that the garbage collectors couldn't get to my building's garbage. So, it piled up in the alley next to the building for about a month until the snow removal crews were finally able to clear the street." — Jessy Wheeler

"We just had no more place to move the snow to clear the sidewalks and the driveway. I gave up and left my car in the garage for a month. Driving was terrible though because snowbanks meant you couldn't see around them. A special truck came to our neighborhood to remove banks." — Mary Mangan