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Thanks, Virgin, because after having walked till my friend’s feet bled he finally found a house near the central station where we two could live. In this way he saved me from the house of the narcos where I had lived for a year and he saved himself from the love he had lost in the house where he had lived with his dog before.

When I went for the money to pay the expenses of my ranch, some bandits began to chase me. The had very good horses compared to my old nag. But by a miracle of the Virgin of Zapopan who put wings on my horse’s legs it ran like never before, and the bandits left behind. I thank for this miracle.

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I was a bandit. One day I was going to a town to do my misdeeds and stopped near a very beautiful girl. She saw that I was thirsty and she was kind to offer me some water. She didn’t know who I was, and I, as soon as I saw her, fell completely in love with her. I’m infinitely thankful to Saint Anthony of Padua for having met her. Thanks to her advices and her love I managed to amend my ways, and I’m a good man now.

Tiburcio Zamora / Zacatecas, Mexico

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I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for they didn’t shoot me when they mistaken me for a bandit leader Tito Hernandez who had rebelled against the government and dedicated himself to crimes and atrocities until the rural police sherif Juan Lobera’s people didn’t catch him.

Puebla, April 27, 1914

I was going to Monterrey with the money I got for selling my last piece of land when I was attacked by a bandit. In that dangerous moment I prayed the Holy Child of Atocha, and suddenly appeared the Agapito Treviño’s ghost, or the White Horse as they call it. The attacker ran away, and I thank for that.

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The Gonzalez family was visiting the town party. When they were coming back home after 9 p.m., they were attacked by robbers. They told the bandits they didn’t have any money. The robbers got even more angry and were treating to kill all the family. The Gonzalez entrusted themselves to the Virgin of San Juan with their hearts, and the attackers let them go without doing any harm.

San Juan de los Lagos
August 28, 1917

1914, on my way from Tepiac to the ranch in Torija, I was attacked by three men from Santa Cruz. They tied me to a tree and scourged me. I entrusted myself to Saint Michael the Archangel and now thank him for saving me from death.

Aniseto Peres

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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

I was going back to my hut when suddenly a bandit jumped out on my way. He was going to hurt me. I thank the Virgin of the Solitude for giving me the courage to take away the pistol from the bandit and defend myself. I saved my life, and I have three kids who totally depend on me.

Apolonia T.
Chihuahua, Mexico

Malverde, protect us from our odious enemies. Chapo patrols his territory since there are some rumors about the enemy gang snooping around. We don’t want any surprises. We have few men down already, and besides that, we have to beware of the army.

Los Diarios, 2005

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Mother Holy Virgin of Guadalupe, thank you for leaving us alive when we were attacked by some miscreants during our journey.

San Juan, Morelos

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Two bandits got in the Chong Nakamura’s house while he was at home. But Chong could resist the assault with his samurai sword. He thanks Saint James with this retablo for he didn’t get arrested in spite of injuring those bandits very badly.

The Padilla brothers set an ambush to kill me right after I would enter the town. But since my horse sprained its ankle, I entered the town afoot among other people going out of the tavern. The bandits didn’t notice me. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for saving my life and dedicate her this retablo.

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