I'm not so sure any holiday is that successful at conveying what inspired it. I mean, for crying out loud, take Christmas -- how much reflection on Christian teaching actually goes on then? You would think the real St. Nicholas would be inspirational enough, but instead we get this jolly old elf. More to the point, though, I think a holiday is reasonably successful if at the very least it exposes people to some good art. I watched "Sergeant York" the other day, and I'm struck by how unassuming it is, no chest-thumping in it or anything like that, it's York simply trying to go about his life sensibly. I like to think that Giunta, our latest Medal of Honor winner, could relate to that. And "The Best Years of Our Lives" will be on tonight, I'm always a sucker for that. Many will miss the point, but some won't. That's about as good as it gets.