80-81 is one of the great winters of my life. I was 13 living in Brookfield, VT about 30-35 miles northeast of Killington. It seemed like we had a constant stream of storms, 1 or 2 3“-6”ers every week punctuated by a 6”-10”er every other week or so. I remember our 4’ electric fences getting buried in spots. We lived near what’s called a Gulf up here, a really narrow, steep sided valley. There were snow slides that closed VT Route 14. It was a big winter.