Local Barber
Published Jan 01, 1900
A church deacon was also a local barber. He felt bad because he had not tried to witness to anyone. One day he was alone when a customer came in for a shave. The deacon thought this was a good chance to witness. After he had the customer lathered up and laid back in the chair, he nervously asked,"Sir, Are you ready to die?"
The man opened his eyes- saw the barber nervously holding the razor.
He jumped out of the chair, snatched off his cape, and ran down the street with the lather blowing in the wind.
Originally published November 14, 2002.
