I spent July 4th, 1993 on the Esplanade in Boston. I won’t forget the loud groan from the crowd around me followed by collective “ewwws” at the sight of some d

I spent July 4th, 1993 on the Esplanade in Boston. I won’t forget the loud groan from the crowd around me followed by collective “ewwws” at the sight of some drunk people on a boat falling into the Charles.