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<strong>Academy</strong> Spirit<br />

FRIDAY, APRIL <strong>19</strong>, 2013 9<br />

Lorenz on Leadership:<br />

A chance encounter<br />

Commentary by retired Gen. Stephen Lorenz<br />

As a leader, you must always<br />

be observant of what is going on<br />

around you. Literally you need to<br />

observe, listen and sense in a 360<br />

degree circle in real time. To truly<br />

be effective, you need to have your<br />

radar up and running at all times<br />

because you never know when you<br />

can make a difference.<br />

Recently, I was walking to my car<br />

after a meeting with the <strong>Air</strong> <strong>Force</strong><br />

<strong>Academy</strong> Director of Athletics<br />

and I chanced upon a cadet walking<br />

back to the cadet area. She<br />

seemed deep in thought and very<br />

preoccupied. I turned and asked<br />

her how she was doing. I could<br />

tell she was thinking, “who is this<br />

stranger and I don’t have time to<br />

talk to him.”<br />

I persisted and once again asked<br />

how she was doing. She said<br />

“fine”, but I could tell something<br />

was wrong. I introduced myself<br />

and reminded her that I had talked<br />

about leadership with her cadet<br />

class about six months before.<br />

She seemed to remember and then<br />

finally told me about her recent<br />

academic and discipline challenges.<br />

I listened carefully, paused<br />

and related to her some similar<br />

challenges I faced 40 years before<br />

when I was cadet. We talked about<br />

the struggles of having to study<br />

harder to make better grades, and<br />

that when you break the rules you<br />

must be a leader and accept the<br />

consequences of your bad decisions.<br />

I asked her what her personal<br />

goals were<br />

and she said she<br />

wanted to graduate<br />

from the<br />

<strong>Academy</strong> and be<br />

commissioned<br />

an officer in the<br />

<strong>Air</strong> <strong>Force</strong>.<br />

I remember<br />

all those many<br />

years ago when I<br />

was restricted to<br />

my room studying<br />

and serving<br />

confinements. I<br />

would get depressed<br />

and<br />

start feeling sorry<br />

for myself. To<br />

keep my motivation<br />

up, I would<br />

look at a picture<br />

of my class ring<br />

and remind myself<br />

why I was<br />

at the <strong>Academy</strong>.<br />

It helped me on my darkest days.<br />

This cadet was still a year away<br />

from ordering her ring, so I gave<br />

her my tie tack which had the <strong>Air</strong><br />

<strong>Force</strong> symbol on it. I told her that<br />

she must never give up on her goal<br />

and that when she was down in the<br />

months to come, she should hold<br />

that small <strong>Air</strong> <strong>Force</strong> symbol in her<br />

hand and let it remind her why she<br />

was at the <strong>Academy</strong>. She took it,<br />

said thank you and said she had to<br />

get back to class. As she walked<br />

away, I realized that I never even<br />

got her name. I told my wife about<br />

this encounter and put this chance<br />

“The next time you are<br />

out among people, even if<br />

you are just walking down<br />

the street, take the time<br />

to notice each one as an<br />

individual. You may have<br />

the chance to make a<br />

huge difference.”<br />

meeting out of<br />

my mind.<br />

However,<br />

much to my<br />

surprise, two<br />

days later I<br />

received an e-<br />

mail from the<br />

cadet’s father.<br />

In part it said:<br />

“Hello Mr.<br />

Lorenz, I have<br />

not had the<br />

honor of meeting<br />

you, but…<br />

my daughter,<br />

though, has<br />

had the opportunity.<br />

You see, my<br />

daughter was<br />

the cadet you<br />

- Retired Gen. Stephen Lorenz<br />

came across<br />

two days ago<br />

outside Clune<br />

Arena. Although<br />

you may believe it was a<br />

chance encounter, she believes it<br />

was something quite different. Her<br />

exact words to her mother and I<br />

was that running into you was “a<br />

sign.” What you told her and said<br />

to her had a huge impact on her,<br />

one that she will never forget. You<br />

helped her to reaffirm her commitment<br />

to the <strong>Academy</strong> and why<br />

she went there. After a hard day<br />

with some difficult conversations<br />

and the normal struggles that<br />

most cadets face, she was starting<br />

to question whether she belonged<br />

at the <strong>Academy</strong>. Suddenly, you appeared,<br />

and were kind and compassionate<br />

enough to realize she<br />

was in need of a sympathetic person<br />

who could relate to her. Your<br />

conversation impacted her greatly,<br />

and she left your encounter more<br />

determined and intent on graduating<br />

because she received (your<br />

message) when she needed it most.<br />

Her mother and I live close to 650<br />

miles away. We couldn’t be there<br />

for her at that moment, but we<br />

want to thank you for taking the<br />

time to stop and help someone in<br />

need. Taking time and having the<br />

patience to listen, be understanding,<br />

sympathetic, and impacting a<br />

stranger’s life forever. This is not<br />

an exaggeration, but a fact we feel<br />

strongly about. There was a reason<br />

you were there to help her and,<br />

for that, we will always be thankful<br />

to you. We just wanted you to<br />

know the influence you had on<br />

our daughter and that you made<br />

a difference in her life that day …<br />

Thank you again!”<br />

Let me emphasize that this story<br />

is not about me. I was just there<br />

and asked the cadet how she was<br />

doing. It is about observing those<br />

around you and making a difference<br />

when you least expect it. If<br />

you are observant, even chance encounters<br />

provide an opportunity<br />

to make a difference in someone’s<br />

life. So, the next time you are out<br />

among people, even if you are just<br />

walking down the street, take the<br />

time to notice each one as an individual.<br />

You may have the chance<br />

to make a huge difference.<br />

Echoes of an <strong>Air</strong> <strong>Force</strong> legacy: the story of ‘Falcon Fight’<br />

Commentary by <strong>Air</strong>man 1st Class Kevin Cerovich<br />

<strong>Air</strong> <strong>Force</strong> <strong>Academy</strong> Band unit public affairs representative<br />

Getting to speak with the wife of the composer<br />

of the <strong>Academy</strong>’s fight song, “Falcon Fight”<br />

was an incredible opportunity. Discovering the<br />

man whose entire life embodied the heritage of<br />

the <strong>Academy</strong> as a professional musician and instructor<br />

was even more intriguing.<br />

What’s amazing is that retired Tech. Sgt. Forrest<br />

Ray didn’t realize until years later he had<br />

composed the <strong>Academy</strong>’s rallying cry for all<br />

graduates in the <strong>Academy</strong>’s long blue line.<br />

Since its inception in <strong>19</strong>56, the <strong>Air</strong> <strong>Force</strong> <strong>Academy</strong><br />

has evolved into the No. 1 regional college<br />

in the western <strong>United</strong> <strong>States</strong>. The long blue line<br />

has grown to 43,901 graduates since the <strong>19</strong>59<br />

class at Lowry <strong>Air</strong> <strong>Force</strong> Base in Denver. Let’s<br />

travel back in time with an <strong>Air</strong>man who wrote<br />

the most beloved <strong>Academy</strong> song all those years<br />

ago.<br />

How did an <strong>Academy</strong> Band member seize the<br />

chance to compose the song that has lifted spirits<br />

and bolstered institutional pride?<br />

Forrest Ray’s wife, Virginia Ray, said “Because<br />

he was initial cadre at the <strong>Academy</strong>, he was<br />

privileged to be part of a close-knit group of<br />

musicians who dubbed themselves ‘The 55ers.’<br />

The 55ers were called on to train cadets because<br />

there were no upperclassmen. There was a contest<br />

to get the <strong>Air</strong>men to compose an alma mater<br />

and fight song. My husband came up with a<br />

fight song, but he missed the deadline due to the<br />

rigors of music composition and editing. Nevertheless,<br />

he did get it finished and turned in.”<br />

“A few months before his death, a<br />

salesman friend teased him about<br />

playing music for a living to which<br />

Forrest replied, ‘When’s the last time<br />

you turned on the radio to listen to a<br />

used car salesman?’”<br />

— Virginia Ray<br />

wife of Forrest Ray,<br />

composer of “Falcon Fight”<br />

Hearing nothing he liked better, the first <strong>Academy</strong><br />

Band Commander Capt. Carl “Costy”<br />

Costenbader approved it to become became<br />

the <strong>Academy</strong>’s official fight song. Virginia Ray<br />

said.<br />

“Forrest never knew until some 40 years later<br />

when I was surfing the Internet and came across<br />

it,” she said. “ I asked him if he recognized the<br />

tune, and he replied that it sounded familiar.<br />

‘Well,’ I said, ‘it says here you wrote it.’”<br />

Born Jan. 28, <strong>19</strong>30 in Huntington, W.Va., Forrest<br />

Ray faced numerous challenges. After his<br />

father’s death, his mother was admitted to a<br />

tuberculosis sanitarium when Forrest was 10<br />

months old, and he was placed in an orphanage<br />

in Ohio. Forrest Ray began playing various<br />

instruments but by high school was an avid<br />

tuba player. He later earned a job playing in the<br />

Army <strong>Air</strong> Corps in <strong>19</strong>47. After assignments in<br />

Florida, Hawaii and Washington, D.C., Ray<br />

was transferred to the <strong>Academy</strong> Band.<br />

The Rays first met in Colorado Springs in<br />

<strong>19</strong>61.<br />

“I landed a job teaching at Harrison High<br />

School; Forrest was stationed at the <strong>Academy</strong>,”<br />

Virginia Ray said. “Both of us were contacted<br />

by the pastor of a local church to assist with the<br />

music program. We were married in February<br />

of <strong>19</strong>65.”<br />

Upon retiring in <strong>19</strong>68 from the 9th <strong>Air</strong> <strong>Force</strong><br />

band in Sumter, S.C, the Rays stayed heavily<br />

involved in their community. In addition to<br />

bringing military and civilian bands to Sumter<br />

for years, Forrest Ray helped start a 5k benefit<br />

run, still held today.<br />

After his death Feb. 9, 2007, Virginia Ray remained<br />

active in her community. Recently, she<br />

brought The Jazz Ambassadors from the Army<br />

Field Band in Washington D.C., the Wind Ensemble<br />

from The <strong>Air</strong> <strong>Force</strong> Heritage of America<br />

Band, Joint Base Langley-Eustis, Va. and the<br />

U.S. <strong>Air</strong> <strong>Force</strong> <strong>Academy</strong> Band Falconaires to<br />

Sumter.<br />

Forrest Ray was always a strong proponent of<br />

the power of music to connect with people, Virginia<br />

Ray said.<br />

“A few months before his death, a salesman<br />

friend teased him about playing music for a living,”<br />

Virginia Ray said, “to which Forrest replied,<br />

‘When’s the last time you turned on the<br />

radio to listen to a used car salesman?’”<br />

I draw inspiration from Forrest Ray’s story,<br />

both in breadth of career and ability to do what<br />

every musician aspires to do: change our world<br />

for the better. The next time you watch the Falcons<br />

play, listen for “Falcon Fight” and remember<br />

the man whose legacy echoes through the<br />

concert hall, a legacy that will now echo for generations<br />

to come.

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