Her name was Linda. I proposed and she accepted. Fortunately I had a wise Aunt who explained that I would need a job and a place to live. I was five at the time.

Then there was:
Sharon
Kathy
Diane
another Linda

When puberty hit names weren't too important and it gets all kinda hazy until my first real love, Georgia. Alas, there will always be that one. I think there was a C&W song with that as a title.