Not sure why it popped into my head today but I started thinking about when I was a newly single mom in nursing school & my kids and I moved in with my parents so they could help out more while I finished my degree. The kids were going thru a phase where they were wanting fish bowls/tanks. Inevitably the fish would die, every time was a tragedy of untold proportions for them. So my Dad would get little boxes, empty check book boxes and really anything he could find, make little coffins, and 1/2