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Unfortunately, my husband Nicanor was a real drunkard. I had enough going after him in a bar and taking him home. I asked the Virgin of Zapopan for help. She worked a miracle. She appeared to my Nicanor in dazzling effulgence while he was sitting at the bar and told him: “Don’t ever drink, my son! Because you make others suffer.” My husband was mesmerized by the Virgin’s beauty and her intervention. He stopped drinking and became a more responsible person and a better worker.

Sign at the entrance: “Women and men in uniform not allowed.”

Holy Virgin of Guadalupe, I’m bringing you this retablo thanking for curing my husband Filemon Garcia of horrible diarrhea with high fever. It all began after one drunk night he had. My husband was dying and no remedy could help him. But I entrusted him to you, and he’s cured now.

Dominga
Chimalistac, Mexico City
December 12, 1930

Roberto Jimenez got drunk and it made him easy to get into the zoo to box with a kangaroo. He thanks Saint Jude Thaddeus with this retablo for he survived the trashing given to him by the animal. Although he was arrested, he didn’t spent a lot of time in jail.

Fernando G. came home drunk. There we no light in the house, so he decided to change a bulb. He was hit by an electric current instead—he fell and broke his leg. He thanks Saint Charbel with this retablo for his recovery and for this accident made him stop drinking.

Gregorio Cabrera got drunk, and when he went to the barn he fell impaling on his working instruments. He thanks the Virgin of the Solitude with this retablo for he was helped in time and taken to the hospital, and his life was saved.

I thank the Lord of the Miracles for I found my son Jacinto Torres. He was kidnapped by a drunk who treated him badly and forced him to beg money.

Maria Lopez
April 30, 1931 — Uruapan, Michoacan

After few beers in the bar, on my way back home, I went to thickets to take a leak. Then an UFO landed right next to me. I was scared of being disintegrated by the UFO’s crew or something worse, but thank God they came in peace.

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November 1, I went to the bar to drown my pain. There I found myself in the middle of a party of the dead men. They were celebrating being dead. I was terrified when they invite me to drink with them. I entrusted myself to the Holy Virgin of Guadalupe, and she helped me to escape. I promised to not drink alcohol anymore.

Inocencio Fernandez, being well drunk after consuming a lot of mescal in the bar, began to see many skeletons around him. One of them asked Inocencio “Why you are alone?” It was the Death in person who tried to take him. He thanks the Lord of the Wonders for he could escape, running out of the bar, safe and sound before he died on that November 2. He promised to amend his ways.

Huamantla, Tlaxcala

Little Pedrito Rosales stole a bottle of beer from his father, got drunk and got sick. With this retablo he promises to Saint Jerome to not do such shenanigans anymore.

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A drunk driver crashed into the gas station where Nicanor Meneses was working. He thanks Saint Cajetan for everybody survived in the fire.

The cadet Rafael Vasquez got drunk and—being in this inappropriate state—shot his superior. He thanks the Merciful Lord for he was only sentenced to five years in prison and the wounded man suffered no bad consequences.

My husband played dice with a circus owner and won an elephant. They were both drunk when they came home with the elephant. I thank the Virgin of San Juan because the circus owner sobered up and wanted to take the elephant back. He offered instead three circus dogs and ten tickets to the show. My husband was happy to take it because he also got sober and was afraid of his win. And the circus dogs turned out to be very cute and perform different tricks.