Preach it! I'm likely to remain always a clueless weekender, because I love my wife more than the trail. I can swing a longer section once in a great while, but I'd never put her through what it would take to support me in a thru. And that's fine - I like the amount of hiking that I do. (Then again, when I retire, she's likely to send me off on a thru just to get me out of the house!)
I'm wondering if they have a similar custom to one group that I've hiked with: on the last night of an outing, they'll pour out thimblefuls of something and toast those who are now hiking in a better world. Nobody gets drunk, just a little remembrance of our departed.
I can do without the booze - in fact, when I'm hiking, for whatever reason, I want it less. But if I can't have coffee I'm not going! Apologies to the Mormons, and I'll try not to indulge in front of their kids.