We, being human, are ill-disposed to wasting shoe leather crossing the street in search of wisdom. But, being pilots, we enjoy the pursuit of knowledge.
This, as Aesop said, may easily be both hidden and discovered in anecdote. All know of the soldier’s first parachute jump, of his failure to pull the rip cord, and his subsequent explanation—the sad question, “What was the name of that Native American…?”
A similar story concerns a couple entering the lobby of an opera house. The husband says, “I wish I’d brought the piano.” The wife asks, “Why in the world would you want to have brought the piano?” He says, “Because I left the tickets on the piano.”
Ah, memory.
I retain, in mnemonic form, “righty tighty, lefty loosey” and GUMPS, meaning gas,…
