I went to Basic Training at Lackland AFB in November of 1962. In those days
we were still using the old two story wooden barracks with half of the
flight upstairs and half downstairs. One weekend during the second phase, we
were left alone in the barracks with only a guard at the door. Somebody
started a shouting match about downstairs being better than we were
upstairs. One thing led to another and we dared them to try to come upstairs.
Well, they all grabbed their shaving cream cans and started up. We grabbed
ours and met them coming up the stairs. Shaving cream started squirting everywhere from the floor to the ceiling and all over everybody. Then the guard said he was going after the TI's. He didn't have to go very far to tell them, but before they got back to the barracks there wasn't a spot of shaving cream to be seen and we all acted like nothing had happened. We still
ended up getting some sort of punishment anyway. And the bad thing about it
was the guard was one of us, but he was afraid they would do something to him
so, he told on us.