Strange how that works! For alll the world I couldn't remember the name of that lady harpist who played jazz, forgot about it and went about my business. Then about a half hour later, her first name popped into my head. A few minutes later, it all came back. It's as if while you're doing something else, part of your brain goes about opening dusty file drawers until it finds the answer.
The lady's name was Daphne Hellman. She had a home near me on Long Island, and her trio was called
Hellman's Angels. Thats all I know, and I didn't know I knew that.