We all remember our first encounter with WaterFire. Mine is a very simple story and it took place on a hot summer night several years ago.
I was still living in Massachusetts and that night we had a concert of the RI Philharmonic in Narragansett. After the concert was over I was too wired to just drive home and decided to stop by in Providence and have a bite to eat before heading to my house. As I drove into town I encountered a lot of traffic and what seemed to be billions of people walking around. Then I remembered that people kept asking me, “Have you been to WaterFire yet?” “Are you going to WaterFire?” I realized that it must be happening that night so I pulled into the first parking space I could find and started walking around.