The Fall Classics
The 1975 World Series was a movable feast that charmed the nation. The nightmare of Vietnam had just ended. We were still shaking off Watergate. In Boston, the ordeal of busing featured class warfare in the streets. They were not the best of times. Then along came the Reds, the Red Sox, and Game 6 and we discovered baseball could still inspire us. It was joyous.

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(Text by Boston Globe / Chuck Pyle Illustration)