I was walking down the boardwalk in a random isolated Little Beach in California – fisherman at the very end – most of them seeming like immigrants and destitute, we’re catching crabs – as I walked down the boardwalk I Heard a Voice say "you will see the Moshiach" and I saw one fisherman, if you could call him that – more like a slightly mentally challenged individual – Not only was he not holding a crab, he was holding the leg of a crab, and he was looking to sell it perhaps for a dollar or two and as he approached someone to sell it – I heard him say to himself, "but he has a family, I should really sell it to him for half price"