When Martina Gutierrez was chatting with her friend Graciela, a flowerpot fell on her head. It was pushed from the roof by a cat. After the blow Martina began to see double and blurred. She was frightened that she might go blind, and she entrusted herself to Saint Lucy. The saint heard her prayers, and few days later Martina was back to see normally again. She dedicated this retablo as gratitude.

A hail storm ruined the roof of the corral. I thank the Virgin of Zapopan because my husband, although reluctantly, but let the animals sleep in the house until he could repair the roof and until it won’t be so cold outside.

Mariana Rios

My daughter was sleepwalking. She climbed to the roof trying to reach the Moon. I thank her Guardian Angel for protecting her and not letting her fall down. Also I thank because after many prayers he made so she doesn’t walk in sleep anymore because I couldn’t sleep with all this worrying.

Pedro Telles was spying on his neighbor from the roof; and one day he was struck by a lightning. WIth this retablo, he thanks the Holy Child of Atocha because he didn’t die, although he often stutters.

Virgin of Guadalupe, thank you for the comfort you gave me. I was late to my work so I come back home. My partner wasn’t at home, I went to the roof. To my surprise I saw him hugging with another man. We had a huge fight, and he told me he had been going out with that guy. I kicked him out. It was very painful to me, but I had to break with him for good.

Alfredo Vale
Mexico City, 1969

A group of skeletons played salsa on our roof. They rehearsed preparing for the Day of the Dead celebration. They were making a lot of unbearable noise—they were lousy musicians and the singer was completely out of tune. We prayed the Virgin of Zapopan, and a strong wind came thanks to her. It blew so strong, the skeletons began to lose their bones carrying by the wind. Their ribs flew away, so they got scared, got together the rest of their bones and ran away looking for a more quite place. And we got peace and silence after all.

Isabel Sandobal used to steal laundry from roofs. But she got caught and put behind bars. She promises the Virgin of Solitude to amend her ways.

My son Luisito became a sleepwalker and started walking on the roofs. I was scared he might fell and kill himself. I prayed to the Virgin of Zapopan so he would stop walking in his sleep. The Virgin, in her infinite grace, made the miracle, and Luis doesn’t sleepwalk anymore. I give thanks.

Regina was about to fall from the roof while playing with her kite, but you saved her from falling.

My son Arturo loved to play with the monkeys that lived near our house. But one day they took him to the roof. He was laughing and having fun, but I was afraid he could fall and brake his neck. I prayed to Saint Jude Thaddeus, and one monkey, probably seeing my anxiety, came down with my son and passed him into my arms. I thank the saint for this miracle.

Look after my grand-children, Holy Virgin. The mother doesn’t let them go outside so they play on the roof.

Jasinto Gonzalez was hit by current when he was on the roof hanging his washing and accidentally touched one of the cables. He thanks the Lord of the Wonders for saving his life.

I was watering the flowers on the roof when I fell down with flowerpots. While I was falling down I noticed the most handsome man in the world in a window. He must have been an angel sent by the Holy Cross to save me because nothing serious happened with me and I didn’t even get bruises..