Jesus on the Wall
It was the fragrance of a bar of soap called Bee & Flower Sandalwood that transported me back forty years, to childhood days spent at my Grandpa’s magical house at 3965 Sacramento Street in San Francisco. As I unwrapped the soap I wondered would it be earthy and orange in color like I remembered? Yes, it was. The orange soap contrasted the forest green porcelain pedestal sink in the house’s bathroom, so vivid in my memory. In front of the sink, a textured clear glass window
