His name is henry McCarty. One day the lad will be christened Billy the Kid and achieve world fame. But in 1875 he is just an obscure Irish runaway traveling the Southwestern frontier. Enthralled with Hispanic culture and immered in the twin arts of gambling and gunplay, Henry comes of age in boomtowns and barrios, in the wilds of the Chihuahuan desert and the rugged high country of pine clad mountains.