It will be about 25 years since I met maestro Tino Villanueva. We lived in Boston. We happened to be attending the same poetry reading. He was the main card of the night, and we were all anxiously waiting to hear him since he was going to read from Scene from the Movie GIANT (1993), for which he won the 1994 American Book Award—the most important in the United States as far as literature is concerned. When Tino made his appearance, he was accompanied by a couple of good friends, also poet readers of that night. The master of ceremonies that night introduced Tino, although he forgot to mention two fundamental facts to understand the work of this man: He comes from a family of migrant farmworkers in 1960s Texas, and he is a major figure in the Chicano movement, in addition to being a compiler of Chicano literature, a university professor, essayist, and critic. After that night we became friends. I do not remember if that same night in the bar—or later in one of the many literary evenings we attended together—that the idea of collaborating was born as a project. Well, more than the truth, the idea was mine, especially when I went deeper into his literature since reading his poems was like watching movies pass in front of my eyes. We traveled together to Texas, I entered his world, I interacted with his friends, he told me things about his childhood and adolescence, and I learned a lot. The contribution to this book would be to write about my experience with the poet, the man, the colleague, the literary accomplice, the friend, but also describe, a little bit, that trip to Texas—and our years living in the same cold city of Boston reading poetry.