Jayber Crow, born in Goforth, Kentucky, orphaned at age ten, began his search as a 'pre-ministerial student' at Pigeonville College. There, freedom met with new burdens and a young man needed more than a mirror to find himself. But the beginning of that finding was a short conversation with 'Old Grit,' his profound professor of New Testament Greek. 'You have been given questions to which you cannot be given answers. You will have to live them out perhaps a little at a time.' 'And how long is that going to take?' 'I don't know. As long as you live, perhaps.' 'That could be a long time.' 'I will tell you a further mystery,' he said. 'It may take longer.'Eventually, after the flood of 1937, Jayber becomes the barber of the small community of Port William, Kentucky. From behind that barber chair he lives out the questions that drove him from seminary and begins to accept the gifts of community that enclose his answers. The chair gives him a perfect perch from which to listen, to talk,