My daughter’s enemies spread rumors and confabulate all kinds of dirty stories about her in order to malign her honor and person. Then I implored Saint Raymond’s help, who sowed dissension among the enemies. They began to fight with each other and left my daughter in peace. I thank for that.

Monterrey, 1925

After the wedding ceremony my fiancé and I ran to the beach. There we took off our shoes and celebrated the beginning of our life together. Then we took a horse and came back to the party. All the old ladies looked at us with reproach but we didn’t care bakes nothing could darken our illimitable happiness.

My fiancé and I, we love the dogs. We both had our own dogs, but they didn’t get along. When we decided to get married no one was going to leave his dog. But it was very difficult to keep them together. I prayed Saint Anthony for a solution. And miraculously the dogs became friends. Now they get along well and play with each other. We thank the saint.

Ever since I was little, I was ugly. They always laughed at me and joked about me. But I didn’t develop any complex, and I always had a sense of humor. Thank to my sense of humor Francisco, one of the most handsome man in the town, fell in love with me. I thank Saint Anthony because we had a very beautiful wedding ceremony and all my friends got jealous.

We thank the Virgin of Zapopan for meeting, loving and marrying each other. We aren’t perfect, we have some flaws, but we learned to love each other as we are and to forgive small mistakes. We are very happy.

I thank Saint Anthony of Padua for a beautiful wedding that he allowed me to have. I married the man I love and who also loves me very much. We hope God would send us a lot of children.

Juanita Ramirez and pedro Gomez
Tequila, Jalisco — June 13, 1962

May 25, 1950, the day of my daughter Maria Luisa’s wedding, she had a nervous breakdown. I prayed the Virgin of the Rosary to bring my daughter to reason. I thank the Virgin for the wedding wasn’t cancelled.

I thank the Virgin of the Rosary because in my old age I met a young and fresh woman. We spent time together. In spite of my family’s resentment and the criticism from the inhabitants of the town, I married her because she brings me so much joy into my life, that I hope will last longer. Everybody can say what they want. I do not listen them.

I thank Saint Anthony because I met a wonderful man whom I married. Our families get along so we wouldn’t have any problems and our life together would be harmonious. I pray for our love last for ever.

I had some doubts about marrying Arturo. I asked the Virgin to give me a sign, if I shouldn’t marry him. At the day of the wedding, when we were already in the church as a serious earthquake began. I figured it was a sign form the heaven to not marry Arturo. I thank the Virgin of Zapopan for saving me from an unhappy marriage.

After leaving the town few years ago, when his bride had died on the way to the church, Roberto Mendival came back, full of memories. Since it was the Day of the Dead, he went to put some flowers on his late beloved one’s grave. He stayed over there till dark, reflecting about how it all could have gone different. Suddenly he heard some noise. He saw the dead men leaving their graves. And his bride Clara, who had turned into a skeleton, was among them. She saw her groom and hugged him. Other skeletons prepared everything for a wedding and were looking for a dead priest to conduct the ceremony. Although Roberto had feelings for his bride, he wasn’t into marrying the dead woman at all. He prayed to the Virgin of Zapopan, and the Virgin hastened the hour of the dawn. With the cockcrowing, the dead men rushed to their graves, and Roberto didn’t have to link his life with a skeleton. He thanks for that.

I had a lot of suitors who ordered serenades for me. Roberto Rodriguez was a mariachi who always performed for me. More he sang more he fell in love with me. And so did I with him. We got married. When we came out of the church, we felt so happy, we started to run. The musicians tried to follow us, but they couldn’t play running. It was so funny. We thank the Blessed Sacrament for a happy wedding.

My buddy and I were coming back after the sowing. We took the short way, through the cemetery, and there the beheaded bride appeared to us. She scared us. We prayed to you, Virgin of the Solitude, so the bride would o away. And she disappeared. Thanks.

Nochixtlan, Oaxaca, Mexico, 1976