Neil Korman trained me for my private pilot certificate in 2012 and, later, for my instrument rating. He gave me all the right tools. He taught me to be cautious but confident, showed me how to fly approaches with a partial panel, and made me listen to the plane. Initially, I didn’t think I could make my turns to base and final without an airspeed indicator. He convinced me otherwise. He imparted on me good decision-making skills. The single exception where I ignored his instruction was in the spring of 2018, departing Telluride, Colorado, where I was caught out by low-level wind shear. Thankfully, the stick-and-rudder skills he ingrained in me early on ended up saving my life. Throughout our time together, Neil gave me just the right balance of encouragement and criticism. Above all, he let me make mistakes: the kind that etch themselves into your brain in a way no amount of instruction ever could. He never let me get close to hurting either of us, but he did let me touch the stove once or twice.