My best memory of basic training at the U.S. Air Force Academy, 1965, came from my mother sending me packets of pre-sweetened Kool-Aid inside envelopes used for sending me letters. Of course, as new cadets we weren't allowed to receive packages of candy or treats or food of any kind. Any such items received were confiscated by the upperclassmen. However, they never checked envelopes. Upon receiving the Kool-Aid, my roommate Dennis Shortridge and I would wait until after taps at 10 p.m. Then when the room inspector had completed his taps check, we quietly got out of bed, picked up our canteens filled with water, and poured a packet of Kool-Aid into them. Never had Kool-Aid tasted so delicious! And we were never "discovered." Thanks, Mom!