Late July, 1975
Chanute AFB, IL, Weather Observer Training School
Building 341
I had to weigh my bags as I had graduated and was about to leave for my first duty assignment. The problem was, I couldn't remember which building's basement the scale was in. It was late in the evening when I started looking for the scale.
I went to the first building, walked into the darkened basement, and got yelled at by an angry voice when I reached for the light switch. Taking a quick look, I saw a couple in a tight embrace on the floor of the big room, with some articles of clothes scattered about. I apologized and backed out of the room, but not before I got a good look at the pair.
I knew both of them; the female was rather well known as being available to just about anyone who was interested. They guy was married, and his (very) pregnant wife lived just off base. Hmm, time for some fun.
I knew a friend who had a bunch of bottle rockets in his trunk, so I got him and he fetched a pair of rockets. Along the way, I grabbed a pizza box from a convenient trash can. We made a simple ramp out of the box and put the pair of bottle rockets on it. I took a cigarette, punched a hole in it the side of it, and put the fuses from the bottle rockets into the fuse. I then lit the cigarette and we quickly crept down the darkened stairs.
As we crawled into the room, we could see the couple was now fully naked and, umm, "busy". I set the rocket launcher on the floor and aimed it in their direction, then my buddy and I crawled back out of the room and tip-toed up the stairs.
As we reached the top of the stairs, we heard the rockets WHOOSH almost simultaneously, followed by two quick BANGs and a some very loud screams.
We then trotted out of the stairwell, only to run right into a trio of student leaders. We said we really didn't know what the explosions were about, but we did know there were two trainees in the basement, apparently exhibiting severe PDAs (Public Displays of Affection). The student leaders went to the basement, and we heard a LOT of laughter --- and cursing.
We later learned the couple was escorted out of the basement; she was escorted to her floor and he was escorted off base. Both wanted to know who'd been shooting at them…
I later went back down and looked around the room. From where the rocket carcasses landed, it looked like they'd both gone off only a few feet from the guy's butt…
Post-script: The guy and I both went off on our assignments. As far as I know, he never learned who'd interrupted his fun. I don't know if his wife ever found about his indiscretion. The female was caught in a parked car with another female airman, and they both were discharged.
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