At this time of year I live in the countryside outside a university town where Halloween has become a "thing." How big a thing? Big enough to have the city hire off-duty police from several surrounding jurisdictions to moonlight in assisting with crowd control. This evening's off and on rain should dampen the revelers' enthusiasm.
Somewhere along the line Halloween went from being a kid thing which adults enabled with candy and decorations to an adult dress-up event accompanied by much drinking and revelry. I suppose it caters to the same impulse that once motivated masquerade balls among the well-to-do, as for example seen in the musical Phantom of the Opera.
Whatever ... I hope you enjoyed Halloween, or ignored it, or survived it, depending on your predilections. My former employer, the campus mentioned above, solved the analogous springtime problem of binge drinking on St. Patrick's Day by timing spring break to always encompass St. Paddy's Day.
The reasoning went something like this: if the kids drink themselves to death, it doesn't happen on our watch or campus. The parents will have to blame themselves, instead of us.
Oddly, that ploy has worked reasonably well. Instead of staying in town to drink with their classmates, the students scatter to home, wherever that is, or to classic West Coast spring break destinations like Palm Springs, Lake Havasu and Cabo San Lucas. The local police are greatly relieved not to deal with the wave of drunks that once was the norm.
