Hard to believe --- four months ago this week, Hurricane Ike struck Galveston. In some ways it seems so long ago, and in other ways it seems like yesterday. The island is finding it's way back slowly. The city struggles with budgets, residents struggle with rebuilding their lives and homes, but you see progress and hope, and that makes you feel better. I was down in Galveston on Sunday taking some photos for the Bay Area Photo Club's assignment of "Old Galveston" and ran across this scene. I haven't taken very many of these type photos - debris piles ... people's lives, homes, and businesses on the street corner. But four months later, this appears on the street one day. Makes you shake your head. For every 10 steps forward on the island, there is a scene like this. Restaurant silverware in plastic containers, rusty upsidedown chairs in a pile, soda water still in bottles litter the curb. In the background you see some of Galveston's public housing, fenced off with their future uncertain. It's a long road back, indeed.