When I was a teenager, I spent the summer in Germany with my parents to visit my relatives there. My parents' hometown was not too far from where the Bavarian Stigmatist, Therese Neumann of Konnersreuth lived.
One day my parents, a cousin and I drove to Konnersreuth because my parents wished to meet Therese. We arrived in the town and went to the parish rectory where we met the priest and asked if we could meet Therese Neumann. The priest sent for her as she was out in the fields working. She was a simple country woman and did ordinary things.
Anyway, she came soon after and we were introduced. She showed us her hands where we could see the dried scab of blood about the size of a dime. My speaking German was not very good but I could understand the conversation. I wish now that I had asked questions but I was shy.
Therese gave us several holy cards, one of which she had signed. This was back in the early 1950's. I think she died in the 1960's... not sure. She is on the early stages of the canonization track.