Growing up in an aviation family, most of my dad’s stories tended to start with, “No kidding — there I was, inverted in my Huey. I could tell I was inverted because my Air Medals were dangling in my face.” Back then, I used to just laugh at his tales because I had no real experience in aviation. Several years later, I was in a flight of four aircraft that almost went inadvertent instrument meteoritical conditions (IIMC) while trying to return to Fort Drum, New York. The concept of going inverted and not realizing it made a lot more sense at that point.