Nurse and Salesian brother. For fifty years devoted himself to the care of the poor and sick in Viedma, Río Negro. There he directed one of the first hospitals in Argentina Patagonia A saint for the entire Salesian Family.

The good thing was that there was a Salesian house there, and it was my second home… where I grew up in the faith, participating in different groups, and with the Salesians I learned to go out to help those who were most in need, to not stay comfortable seeing how others needed a hand.

And now, looking into the distance, I think I could understand the sufferings of so many who lived with many limitations… because I was one of them.

I believed, I promised and I healed

Several times in my life I experienced that God is always with us. Above all, when I was 22 years old, in 1902, when I fell ill with tuberculosis, which at that time was fatal. And although I was in Bernal, studying to become a Salesian, the best remedy at that time was to be in a place with a better climate. So I went to Viedma, where the Salesians had a hospital. Father Garrone, who was its director, proposed me, in addition to the medicines, to entrust myself to Mary Help of Christians, promising her that if I was cured I would dedicate my whole life to the poorest… and that is how I believed, promised and was healed. I tried to keep this attitude of trust in God and certainty of Mary’s close and active presence throughout my life, and I nourished it with daily prayer and participation in all the moments that helped me to grow and manifest my faith.