I've always felt the special protection of Saint Joseph. Throughout my life there has always been some use of the name "Saint Joseph" at every crucial turn life took, and at every perilous transition. Today, quite unexpectedly, I sold my house---without burying any statues. :) It hadn't even been listed yet. Not even a sign in the yard. This morning I had no idea there'd be a buyer here today. But I am not surprised. St. Joseph is looking out for me.
I am an aspiring Catholic, and I have recently heard this story about burying St. Joseph in the yard. I thought, so, that's what Catholics REALLY do with all those statues. I am trying to grasp the true place of saints in the faith. This didn't help. :-)