In 1983 WV Grant's associates would cruise the crowd as they came in finding out names and ailments of those attending his circus. Later in the service he called a lady up front who had a cane. He gave out her name and ailment then broke her cane in half as the crowd roared. She was sent her way. She came down the aisle saying in a loud disturbed voice, "he broke my cane, he broke my cane!" The lady was mentally retarded and did not understand a thing that just had happened to her! I was working with the mentally retarded at the time, so I immediately recognized her condition. The girl I brought with me gasped and said to me, "did you hear that?" I tried to cover for the dog and said, "she does not realize she's healed." It was so stunning to see this crook with my own eyes do this! He went from hero to zero. There were other shenanigans that happened over the course of this crusade too numerous and painful to recall. I realized that he was, and still is, a degenerate con man.