Gulden shows up in sweats and puts in a few thousand meters himself, running from point to point. The greatest teachers do so by example. Dusk comes early in November. Too early, really. As I was leaving Franklin Park in the dim autumn light, I thought about constancy, about experiences that do not change, about the pitch of someone's voice on a bright and chilly day in November and how it resonates in precisely the same way, season after season, year after year.
Constancy is home.
It is why so many cross country alumni are drawn to meets, often as many as there are on the team itself. They are coming home. It is why they see more than Bucknell's best when they catch the eye of a Steve Clarke or a Chris Priestaf crossing the finish line. They see themselves, and they remember. BW Robert Braile ran on Art Gulden's cross country, indoor and outdoor track teams from 1973 to 1977.