Jenaro Herrera, Loreto, 25 December 1947
For Father Alvaro Diaz Mego this day would remain a highlight of his life – the first services to be held in the church he had labored for so long. Prior to the arrival of Capitán Gordon Magne and his soldiers he could but try to keep the faith alive among the peasantry in whose souls remained vestiges of the beliefs of their ancestors. Today the church, “his church” – for his was a Franciscan – was the focus of a growing community. Compared with the cathedrals of any of Peru’s great cities it was quite unprepossessing – a floor of poured concrete, walls of boards and battens, and a tin roof – the bell which rang for services stood outside; no bell tower had yet been built – and one would not for many months. The decorations of the altar were simple, but the craftsmanship of the people of the district was shown in the carvings and other fittings. As the small nave filled with the residents of his parish, and with the soldiers who had contributed so much to the work being done here, he was truly thankful for all that had transpired in the last two years.