I've been thinking about the first girl I had a crush on. Her name was Catherine Jones, an English girl with blue eyes and brown hair. We were seven at the time and living in Zambia. She was my classmate in third grade at the Lusaka International School.
Now she'd be in her mid-40s. That's pretty much all I know about her. My attempts to find her on Google have failed miserably.
Ever since, I've liked the name Catherine, provided it's spelled with a C.