We started about the same, remember. I came from a very influential family of Assisi. You, too, although from Leon in Spain. From my youth, I was a gulf and a banner, the same as you. I did not know paint or play the guitar: you, the view is, either. One day, on a trip to Apua, I suffered a crisis, I realized that my life had no meaning and gave myself to God and the service of the poor. You lived something like that. You took a guitar (that was a mistake, my brother, was a mistake), you left your home and you went into a shanty town to see if you could find God.
Original in Spanish: http://www.zoomnews.es/zoom-plus/retrato/kiko-argueello