Res Ipsa Loquitur

While in high school a friend learned how to fly a Piper Cub. He offered to teach me to fly, free of charge. "Sure" I said, without a second thought. When young, one doesn't think of danger or risk.

So I told my Dad that I would like to fly. He didn't answer. In a moment he said, "Come with me".

We drove downtown Iowa City in the Packard and stopped at our insurance man's office. Dad told Charlie of my desire to fly a private plane. Charlie pulled out a large book and showed me how much more it would cost to insure my life if I flew a private airplane. The numbers jumped at me.

I chose not to fly. The facts spoke for themselves--res ipsa loquitur !!