Jasinto Gonzalez offers this retablo to the Holy Child of Atocha because Blue Demon won the fight, so Jasinto got a lot of dough from the bet.

Puebla, 1958

Ponciano Guzman brings this retablo to the Holy Child of Atocha for always helping him in bullfighting.

Queretaro, 1920

November 2, 1917, the Day of the Dead, Facundo Ruiz went to the cemetery, and there his mother-in-law’s ghost appeared to him. She tried to catch him. Facundo thanks the Holy Child of Atocha for protection so that damned old-sack didn’t get him.

Zacatlan, 1917

On his way out of the bar, Carmelo Ruis ran into two of his mistresses. They chased him with a broom and a stick for Carmelo disobliged them. He thanks the Child of Atocha for they didn’t get him.

Zacatlan, 1918

Holy Child of Atocha, thank you for having heard my prayers. I organized a bus trip to Zitucuaro, Michoacan, because I had a bus. It’s an old model but in good conditions. We almost arrived there when suddenly we were stopped by three armored men. They called themselves agents and began to check the passengers—as they were saying— for drugs and weapons. I was worried for kids. There were 10 of them in the bus. I think they were “sicarios” hitmen, because they were asking me what gang I’m in. I prayed them to let us go and finally they did.

Rafael Arroyo
Mexico City, 1981

The old men Gustavito Lopez and Roberto Mendes were constantly fighting. One day they even start hitting each other with their sticks and got hurt very badly. They thank the Holy Child of Atocha for recovering and promise to behave.

Holy Child of Atocha, thank you for your favors. One hot summer morning, we went for a picnic in the state of Michoacan. While my wife was preparing some food, I was wetting my legs in the river. Then I felt a horrible pain. I was stung by a venomous snake. My wife promptly put me in the car and drove to a doctor office. Miraculously, I was saved. I entrusted myself to the Holy Child and now thank him.

Lucio Mora, 1957

1927, during the celebration of the town day in Zacatlan, a son of doña Cleta Sandoval fell of the fortune wheel. She thanks the Holy Child of Atocha for the boy resist the hit and didn’t die, although he remained little bit dumb.

1920, Zacatlan, my boyfriend was crying a serenade for me, and my daddy got annoyed, went out and started shooting at him. I thank the Holy Child of Atocha for my boyfriend got no bullet and my daddy only shot one mariachi.

The baker Panfilo Rivera brings this retablo to the Holy Child of Atocha thanking for healing his hemorrhoid which bothered him so much when he delivered bread.

Puebla, 1940

Thanks to the Holy Child of Atocha for saving me from dying from thirst in the desert and for guiding me through it.

Chihuahua — January 12, 1939

The Pedro Ramirez’ father taught him how to ride a horse. But the horse got crazy, and Pedro fell down hitting his mug. He thanks the Holy Child of Atocha with this retablo for he only lost two teeth.

By a miracle of the Holy Child of Atocha, Felipe Jimenez was cured of a tumor in his head, although they said there was no remedy.

Fresnillo, Zacatecas, April 20, 1932
Felipe Jimenez