Thank you, Virgin of Guadalupe, for delivering my son Felimon from dying in an explosion, when he was preparing “torritos” and one of them exploded hitting the powder keg. Seeing such a misfortune, we implored you to save his life, and we thank you for that.

December 12, 1932

My son Fortino was carrying the gunpowder. One barrel fell down and exploded. Miraculously, he ran way and saved his life. We are at your feet thanking for this miracle.

The Garcia family
Guanajuato, Guanajuato, 1959