After the memorial ceremony, one of our AH-64 pilots came by and asked me when and where I would be holding services. Of course I came up with a time and place on the spot. A few minutes later I reserved the Camp Buehring Chapel and that evening, he and I brought in Shabbos together; making kiddush on the leftover wine from Pesach we found in the chapel. I'd brought two bottles of kosher wine with me, but I held off on opening them; It would surely be a while before I could get the supply sergeant to order some more.