Yes, who was that hideous Spanish woman married to Al Snell? I remember not one thing about her, just that she was always there along with Al trying to be part of us even though they really don't belong here, always watching us like a hawk apparently because anyway I never thought of her as a nice person or someone to talk to. She was just part of the furniture to be sold upon leaving the country and not to be reclaimed in San Diego, which is apparently a real hornets' nest depending on how you look at it or interpret the world at large.