Josep Maria Sans i Travé has died. The media have buried him with brief notes. Fame has long ceased to go hand in hand with erudition or a job well done. It follows other winding and unpredictable paths. Perhaps it has always been this way. A few months ago I received his last book, with a dedication included, "Dos bàndols, a novelized recreation of the post-war atmosphere in Solivella, the town in Conca de Barberà where the Xipella subdialect is spoken and where he was born in 1947. He soon left for Barcelona and beyond. But he returned often. He was a restless man all his life, an intellectual of action with a political soul. An "orden" Catalanist with a shrewd look, with a controlled impetuosity.