I sold the aquarium today and all of it: the tank, stand, coral and the three fish who swam in it are now gone. It was a relief to see the Central American laborers move it without dropping or breaking any of it. But I was surprised to feel a tinge of sadness. My son Bryan had invested much of his time and labor on it (even if I was the bank for all the costly hardware). I never got in to it the way he did, it was his hobby. But I'm not going to continue feel sentimental. It's time to move on. One less complication in my life