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With all my heart, I thank the Virgin of the Solitude for curing my son Pancrasio. He got a bullet in his left leg during a shooting with the troops. I thank with this retablo for he’s alright now.

Encarnacion Campos — Durango, 1918

I went to camp in the mountains alone. The morning I was mortally terrified when I saw an enormous bear near my tent. I thank Saint Francis because the bear entertained himself with my beer cans and fell asleep afterwards so I could escape from this situation unhurt.

Alfonso Tejeda \ Durango, Mexico

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I’m infinitely grateful to my patron saint Saint George for delivering me from dying at this horrible accident that happened in Durango. The plane I was traveling on to the Mexico City collapsed and got on fire at the moment of impact. I implored to him to save me from such a danger, and now I thank for this favor.

July 31, 2018, Durango, Mexico

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I thank Saint Michael the Archangel with the present retablo for I won the prize and the first place at the town rodeo when I tamed a very angry bull that was famous for throwing everyone who tried to ride him.

Felipe Castillo ~ Tamazula, Durango

Filiberto and I went to the mountains, and there we got a strong desire to make out. So we went to bushes, and there while I was stripping down I saw to my fear a pretty big scorpion that came out from under stones. I give thanks to Saint Fracnis of Assisi for it didn’t sting me since it was a venomous one. I promise to be more modest.

Dorotea \ Durango, México

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Don Aureliano Fernandez was going from Mexicali to Durango, and the engine of his car died. While he was trying to repair it two persons approached him very quietly. They appeared literally from nothing. They looked like Scandinavians—with thick blond hair. They offered to help. They just touch the engine and it started itself like a magic. After that they went away and got in their flying saucer. I was so amused I was numb after seeing this. I offer this retablo to Saint Michael Archangel for protecting me from anything bad.

Durango, 1988

Rodolfo Garcia and his 16-years old daughter were going from the Ojuela village to the middle school in Mapimi. Suddenly, an UFO appeared and washed them over with the bright light. Their clothes got on fire. They prayed Saint Michael the Archangel in fear, and the UFO disappeared. Their burns were pretty serious and they needed help. They went to the hospital. Now, after recovery, they offer this retablo.

Durango, January 22, 1977

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The other day, I was riding my horse El Rayo (The Lightning), when a rattlesnake came out from rocks and scared my horse very much. I thank Saint Philomena for I was able to control my horse that was very nervous, and didn’t fell, and avoided the danger.

Cayetano Hernandez
Durango, Durango

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My throat was inflamed and I couldn’t sing. I almost lost my voice. I entrusted myself to the Virgin of Guadalupe to heal me. The Virgin helped me, and now I’m singing even better. I thank for that with this retablo.

Rosario Bello
Durango, 1938

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In search of better quality of life for our families, my brother Saul and I decided to go across the border as illegals. Unfortunately, our guide abandoned us in the Arizona desert. With all our faith, we were asking Saint Toribio Romo for protecting us. With his divine help we managed to cross the desert and saved our lives.

Rodrigo Esparza
Durango, Mexico

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There was a legend in my town about a ghost of a villista who rode the horse on the Night of All Saints. I never believed that but that night I worked late in the mountains, and on the way back to my hut I bumped into that ghost. He told me to go with him to the Revolution. I prayed the Virgin of Zapopan, and that moment the ghost disappeared. I thank for I didn’t die of fear.

Ponciano Morales
Durango, Mexico

There was a legend in my town about a ghost of a villista who rode the horse on the Night of All Saints. I never believed that but that night I drank too much mezcal and on my way back to my hut I bumped into that ghost. He told me to go with him to the Revolution. I prayed the Virgin of San Juan, and that moment the ghost disappeared. I thank for I didn’t die of fear.

Feliciano Piña
Durango, Mexico

My beloved Casimiro spent too much time fighting alongside with Villistas. I was afraid that it wouldn’t end well for him. I prayed to Saint Anthony of Padua for protecting him. Some time later Casimiro returned to me to marry me. I thank for that.

Casilda Perez — Durango

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