No one really knew what to do and I think everyone was afraid of getting scratched if they tried to help. But I could see the kitty was breathing very heavily and realized he was suffocating and someone was going to have to help the cat.
So I kneeled down next to the kitty and examined the can and his head to make sure the can didn't still have the sharp lid attached or any other sharp corners that would cut him. After seeing that it was just the can and no lid or anything sharp inside I took a firm grip of the soup can and started pulling gently.
The cat seemed like he knew what I was trying to do and pulled back away from the can as I pulled the can off his head. The can slowly came off to reveal a soupy cat head. When the cat saw daylight he quickly darted off towards a condo complex where he probably lives with his human companion.
Just before he disapeared into the bushes he stopped and looked back at me for a few seconds, as if he was trying to thank me, and then turned back around scampered into the shrubs towards home.
That made my day helping him and I was very glad that the kitty didn't come along on a Saturday or Sunday when no one would have been around and things might have turned out differently for him.
BTW, I named him "Campbell" so if I ever see him in the area again that is what I will be calling him
