
In my very lucid memory, I can still see those beautiful navy "Avengers" buzzing over my Hamilton home back during the WWII years. Some were flying so low, the pilot could be clearly seen in the plane's cabin, or as we called it, the "greenhouse." A number of years ago, I attended a "fly in" at Mercer Airport. As one of those restored TBM's roared to life, I recalled a very familar sound.