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A barber Artemio Gutierrez had a hangover and his hands were shaking. So when he was cutting the municipal president hair, he accidentally cut his ear. Artemio thanks Saint John Bosco for he was forgiven and wasn’t thrown in jail.

Ricardo Vivanco, 24-years old, being slightly drunk, was coming back from the family celebration at 2 a.m. He was going through the de la Luz neighborhood when he saw a beautiful woman. She called him. Influenced by wine, he approached her obediently and hug her. He can’t remember anything after that. He gained his conscience bad at 11 a.m. founding himself lying in the San Francisco river. Fortunately, he was lying at shallows. He thank Saint Francis of Assisi for helping him. He brings this retablo as gratitude.

Puebla de Zaragoza
January 1955

Señora Fernanda Robles suffered a lot because her husband drank a lot and became a real devil. One day he was so drunk, he tried to kill her. That dangerous moment Fernanda entrusted herself to Our Lord Jesus Christ. He made a miracle, and her husband stopped drinking.

Mexico City, 1973

My friend Camilo and I were coming back after having few drinks in the town. We had bad luck to cross our path with a horrible creature come from the hell. We weren’t sure if it was a demon, a witch or a ghost, but it looked very threatening. We thank the Virgin of Zapopan who covered us with her mantle so the creature passed by without noticing us. After that we set off at full gallop to home.

With all my heart, I’m thanking Saint Anthony of Padua for delivering my son Valentin from a love pain caused by an evil woman who cheated on him. That’s why he was spending all his time drinking. I was heart-broken. But thanks to the divine intervention, my boy is back to work now. He’s calm and peaceful now, and I bring this retablo for that.

Eduviges Salazar
Guanajuato, Mexico

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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.