It was a gift from my brother or sister, probably at Christmas while I was still in high school and they were out of college. If I recall correctly, they used the same occasion to present our parents with a pair of purple mugs that had round bowls — and legs with sneakers.
I’ve always liked this mug, but have found drinking from it to be a little disconcerting because the face on it bears an uncanny resemblance to Rev. Al Bryan, an associate pastor at our church when I was in high school. (If you’re out there, Al, I still remember you fondly. Thank you for investing in my friends and me during a challenging season of your own life.)