Everyone has their version of Galveston. I have to be upfront and honest from the onset: I’m an IBC. For the uncultured swine who are not familiar with Galveston’s island lingo, that means “Islander By Choice.” But I’ve lived here for a decade now and have been visiting on weekends since I was 17 with my 10-foot blue longboard in the back of my red pickup. Shortly after high school graduation, I told my family I was homosexual. We lived in Pasadena, Texas, just outside Housto