Our Lady of Defaced & Venerated Murals in Los Angeles
photography by Emmanuel Sandoval
I was born into a war of religions. My paternal abuelita, Enedina González viuda de Agredano, was a fervent Guadalupana Católica de hueso colorado. She stood adamantly opposed to any new secta de protestantes. So when my maternal abuelito Pedro Lozano had a religious conversion in the 1950s, it was a battle of familias. Both believers were from the Los Altos de Jalisco, arguably the most ferociously Catholic and Pope-loyalist region of the “New World.” News of his joining the wild religious cult of firebrand “aleluyas” was alarming news in the village. His band of Pentecostal-Apostólicos in California sent shockwaves through this Cristero region of Los Altos.
Decades later at a raging holy-roller service in August of 1969 in El Siloe Apostolic Church in East L.A., my mother, pregnant with me—the fruit of her womb—was baptized in “Jesus name.” She did it behind my father’s back. Both had grown up in the Holy Mother Church in Los Altos de Jalisco, a Cristero stronghold, the same region who had fought with the Pope for the Roman Catholic Church against a secular Mexico.
|Paul Botello mural on Hazard St. in East LA.|