Edith and I were friends since childhood. But when I presented her my new boyfriend, he told me that she flirted with him. I believe him, because I loved him, and I lashed out against my friend. I thank Saint Charbel because we found out that he played with both of us and we didn’t lose our precious friendship over this jerk.

Alma Suarez — Puebla, Mexico

There was a colleague of mine who was envious of me because my breast is bigger than hers and for that I got more clients. She was pestering me, and the other night I couldn’t take it no more and we grabbed each other by the hair. I thank Saint Ignatius of Loyola because I won the fight and she stopped bothering me. Now I can work at my corner in peace.

Catarino Pantoja was in a tavern when his beloved ones began fighting each other. They two ended up in the hospital, along with the baby. Catarino thanks the Merciful Lord with this retablo because all three have already come out of the hospital and he managed to get rid of them.

Puebla, 1914

Jasinto and Juvencio, two twin brothers, were fighting to death over the inheritance left by their late parents. Their godfather Ramon Zalvan asked the Holy Child of Atocha to give them good sense, and the brothers divided the inheritance properly. They swear not to fight again and testify their oath with this retablo.

Zacatecas, 1937

Vicenta Carmona brings the present retablo to Saint Jude Thaddeus thanking him for her mistress, the painter Frida, has made up with her old man and doesn’t go so grumpy anymore.

Mexico, 1946

The Jimenez mariachi band got in a fight with the Rodriguez mariachi band. They kicked each other well. They thank Saint Cecily for having settled their differences and promise not to be so gruff.

The brothers Pacheco, Luis and Susano, often fought. One day Guicho hit Chano in the head with their father’s drum. He thanks the Child of Atocha he wasn’t beaten to death.

My daughters didn’t get along and were constantly fighting. But when we moved to the beach, they started to play with the dolphins. It made them very happy so they became good friends. I thank the Virgin of San Juan for this miracle.

My son Pascual was a troublemaker and spent all his time fighting in the canteen for pure nonsense. I worried that one day he might be seriously hurt, so I entrusted him to the Virgin of the Solitude. Little by little he changed his attitude and now he’s a more peaceful man. Bless you.

Socorro López \ Oaxaca, México

Indalesio Jimenez who was seriously getting on my nerves because of a borderland issue came out of scrubland and threatened me. I thank the Merciful Lord because we made up and came to an agreement.

Margarito Garsia. Puebla, 1911

I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe. My daddy and my mommy were fighting and arguing all the time. One day they were hitting each other so violently that I prayed the Virgin promising her to dedicate a retablo if they stop fighting. I thank because our house is peaceful now and we leave happily.

Dionicia
Puebla, February 14, 1934

The discussion on the stands became very intense during a game Chivas–America, and Facundo Romero ended up in a fight with Alfredo Sierra. They both thank Saint Jude Thaddeus for they managed to get out from the stadium without being arrested, although very much beaten. Now they are friends.

My neighbors were gossiping that my friend flirted with my husband. One day when I met her near the laundry sinks on the roof I grabbed her hair. Thanks to Saint Raymond, those rumors turned out to be pure lies. I made up with my friend, and the gossiping neighbors won’t upset us ever again.

Francisca Cruz ~ Villahermosa, Tabasco