In any case, the tale she told of how her maternal grandparents came together was one that was Victorian and Mexican Catholic in a way that was wonderfully gothic.
Aniceta Ortega was a sister in household of brothers; the family owned a wagon that transported individuals and items from place to place and town to town. This was their business and their livelihood.
There is no record of where Srta. Ortega and Dionisio Garcia met or fell in love, just as there is no record of how they cam to be named Aniceta and Dionisio. It is as likely that they were the names of the saints remembered on the day the baby girl and baby boy were born. It could have been a reflection of the fashionable acknowledgment of the Greeks and their perfect classicism. Who knows, they could have had relatives that were a part of the Sephardim that passed through Greece. Who knows?
In any case, as might happen on a telenovela, La familia Ortega had a small opinion of Dionisio. Whether or not that opinion was warranted was never shared.
Whatever the reason the feelings were so strong that they told Aniceta that if she intended to marry her love, she would not be permitted to ride in the wagon. She would have to walk following the wagon for months and months.
Love and passion emboldened and empowered Aniceta ; in a way that seems all fiction and no fact, she walked 'til the determined time past.
And they were married.