Okay so maybe it wasn't a miracle, but it was really confusing. I was walking my dog on Prince Arthur and when I got to the corner of Saint-Urbain I noticed a pair of perfectly good crutches left leaning against a bench. I looked around to see who they belonged to but there was no one near them. I strolled around for a few minutes to see if anyone would come by to pick them up, but no one did. (they were still there 3 hours later)
All I kept thinking was: "Did some guy just magically realize he could walk and decided to ditch his crutches?" It's not like someone would just throw them out (and if they did, they wouldn't just lean them against a random bench and walk away). You can't exactly forget your crutches either, that's like leaving the house with only 1 shoe on. Much like crutches, you'll realize something's missing after you take your first step. So it's either a miracle or he got kidnapped and thrown into an unmarked van "Old School" style.
Then again the miracle scenario isn't that crazy considering Montreal is pretty famous for helping people ditch their crutches and canes. In fact it's entirely possible that ... no, wait. Never mind, it was definitely a kidnapping.
(On display in the basilica of the Saint-Joseph Oratory: A wall covered with thousands of crutches from those who were healed.)
Photo cred - collections.banq