Oooh, takes me back it does. My "first love" was Frank in 6th grade, but he was in love with my best friend Linda.

My first kiss was Robin when I was 15 at 2 week summer music camp; you know what happened to that one.

Then, I was very definitely in love with my 2nd cousin Michael. He was a CO and went to Vietnam as a Medic. He was shot down and MIA in the Tonkin Gulf on his last flight. I still wonder what might have happened............and what our parents would have thought.