“Hey, there was this Indian woman hitchhiking back to the Rez in the middle of the night and this white woman picks her up. The Indian woman says, ‘Hey, thanks for picking me up. What are you doing out on… — Craig Johnson Copy Share Image
“He swelled into the piece, his hand flat-hatting across the keyboard and thundering the lower notes like a trip-hammer. Finishing what I assumed was… — Craig Johnson Copy Share
“Good friends are the ones who can remain close without losing their ability to” — Craig Johnson Copy Share
The place was packed as we flooded in, all the patrons freezing at the sight of an armed sheriff, two deputies, an Indian, and… — Craig Johnson Copy Share
“I thought about Maggie and how passion was a difficult thing to sustain, but that friendship had a pace that could go on forever.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share
“I don't trust people who don't like animals. Hell, animals are the finest people I know.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share
“a beautiful, intelligent woman with a body like Salome and a mouth like a saltwater crocodile.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share
“I couldn’t help but remember the one at my parents’ place after they had passed. I’d gone through their things and hadn’t kept much,… — Craig Johnson Copy Share
“Sons, they have their own plans, but a daughter or granddaughter, they will love you forever and take care of you in your old… — Craig Johnson Copy Share
“You will stand and see the good, but you will also stand and see the bad—the dead shall rise and the blind will see.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share
“Little known fact: offensive tackles score higher on the Wonderlic than any other position.” — Craig Johnson Copy Share
“I leaned forward with my elbows on my knees and her book in my hands. Like a lot of things in my life, I'd… — Craig Johnson Copy Share
“Small chains wound their way through the trigger guards with little bronze locks at the end of each row. It was like a chain… — Craig Johnson Copy Share
“I watched as the silver Mercedes without snow tires made its way up Fetterman taking a right on Aspen and thought about a man… — Craig Johnson Copy Share
