Before I joined the service in 1974 I had a ten and 27 gallon stainless tanks. The cycle diden't exist and LFS never gave out much advice buy-buy-buy. I used to buy most of my fish at Woolworth's where it was self serve fish from $0.18 to $0.95 for fish and diseased fish were always 1/2 off.
Maintenance always amounted to adding water and treating for Ich about once a month. every 3 month my mom would make me take the tank out and scrub it with dish soap because the smell would get too bad and I would keep my Oscars in the dog water tin so they could watch me clean the aquarium.
Oacars were the only fish that seemed bullet proof back then. So many times I couldn't afford to feed them beef hart so I had to get my pail and enter the storm drain in the street and walk down the tube to the river channel and scoop up some wild green guppies that live down their year round becasue the water was so shallow most of the time the concrete kept the water warm. The Oscars loved them.
I had quarter size green sliders in my tank also, they would always be trying to bite the fins off my Oscar and the Oscars would be trying to pull their legs off as they climbed up the floating raft.
I cracked my tank with the steel vacuum cleaner pipe as they were all steel back then and just patched it with some tar glue on the outside where it dripped water for years without braking apart..
I had a tadpole period from a big rain one year at the local ditch where after growing legs they escaped and cased great panic in the house with my sisters when they crawled out from under their beds covered with lint.
I caught a rock fish one day at the beach cove and brought it home in a bucket where I set it up in my 10 gallon with Morton salt. Tried to sell it to the LFS but they said it was poisonous so i took it back to the cove and let it go.
Then I joined the service at age 17 and retired in 2004 at age 47.
Maintenance always amounted to adding water and treating for Ich about once a month. every 3 month my mom would make me take the tank out and scrub it with dish soap because the smell would get too bad and I would keep my Oscars in the dog water tin so they could watch me clean the aquarium.
Oacars were the only fish that seemed bullet proof back then. So many times I couldn't afford to feed them beef hart so I had to get my pail and enter the storm drain in the street and walk down the tube to the river channel and scoop up some wild green guppies that live down their year round becasue the water was so shallow most of the time the concrete kept the water warm. The Oscars loved them.
I had quarter size green sliders in my tank also, they would always be trying to bite the fins off my Oscar and the Oscars would be trying to pull their legs off as they climbed up the floating raft.
I cracked my tank with the steel vacuum cleaner pipe as they were all steel back then and just patched it with some tar glue on the outside where it dripped water for years without braking apart..
I had a tadpole period from a big rain one year at the local ditch where after growing legs they escaped and cased great panic in the house with my sisters when they crawled out from under their beds covered with lint.
I caught a rock fish one day at the beach cove and brought it home in a bucket where I set it up in my 10 gallon with Morton salt. Tried to sell it to the LFS but they said it was poisonous so i took it back to the cove and let it go.
Then I joined the service at age 17 and retired in 2004 at age 47.