My grandmother lived in California my entire life until she passed away in 1991, and my brother had moved to southern California in 1978. That was the same year that Knott’s Berry Farm opened a ride called Montezuma’s Revenge. We went to the park, but the ride scared me and I didn’t go on it. (My big brother was braver than me.) I do remember, however, taking pride in riding the Corkscrew, which also went upside-down.
Did I get this mug in 1978? Maybe, but I’m not positive. How many 12-year-olds intentionally collect coffee cups before they start drinking coffee? I may — may — have gone back to Knott’s in 1989 when I spent a couple months in the area working on a project for my brother.