That's an old line. I first used it in a column in the late 1960s when there were three Gene Morrises in McCook. One was a pilot for Myatt Volentine, another was the news editor of the Gazette and the third was a deputy sheriff.

As you might imagine, having the same name caused some confusing times for the three of us. For me, the most alarming moment came when I opened a Conoco credit card and discovered a balance due of $794. That about gave me heart failure because at the time I was only making $150 a week.

Thankfully, it was a case of mistaken delivery. The credit card bill should have gone to Gene the Pilot, who had racked up the big balance buying aviation fuel.

Sadly, that Gene -- affectionately known as "Chain Eyes" -- has passed away.

Chain Eyes was so named because of his bushy eyebrows. He left McCook soon after the column appeared to become a pilot for Northern Natural Gas. I read of his death several years ago in the Gazette obituary column. If I remember correctly, at the time of his passing he was residing in Arizona.

The other Gene, the one-time deputy and later policeman, left McCook in 1973 to pursue a variety of law enforcement positions. He first joined the staff of the Nebraska Liquor Control Commission, then served at the Law Enforcement Training Center in Grand Island. Later, he worked at the Rockwell Hanford Nuclear Site and with Boeing in New Orleans at the Strategic Petroleum Reserve.

Gene E., as he sometimes calls himself, concluded his career in security with Omaha Public Power District. He started there in 1989 and remained with OPPD until his retirement in 2005.

I'm bringing all this up because Gene E. is back in town. He and his wife returned to McCook a year ago. "We love it," says Gene, who had just returned from a round of golf at Broken Tee Par 3 with Bob Hardy.

After years of cruising along as the only Gene in town, I'm again sharing mail, phone calls and looks of surprise when I introduce my good friend, Gene Morris.

All things considered, it's nice to have Gene back. At least now when Gene Morris gets ticketed for speeding, there's some question about who the guilty party really is.

CUELLAR KEEPS CLASS CLOSE

Last week's report on the Class of 1956 Reunion brought a request from Lloyd Benjamin. "You need to let your readers know how important Al Cuellar has been to our class and the school," Lloyd said.

"Albert has been the glue that keeps our class together. He's the one everyone talks to. When we want to find out where someone is, we contact Albert," Lloyd said.

Showing their appreciation, the Class of '56 established a scholarship 20 years ago in Albert's honor. He selects the scholarship recipient each year for a student to attend McCook Community College. It started as a $100 award, and his grown over the years to a $350 scholarship. Only interest is used for the award. "The way the fund is growing, I wouldn't be surprised to see it get even larger in the years to come," Lloyd said.

Albert's importance to the Class of 1956 comes as no surprise. He is also a diligent worker on the very worthwhile and well done Bison Newsletter.