I have enjoyed having a front around, even if it was only the one. Fronts (a term I collectively use to mean frontosa and gibberosa) are beautiful, majestic fish. They are typically very mellow. Blue is a bit skittish, but has at times taken food directly from my hand. I have used him as a cull machine for all of my malformed fry over the years, a role I think he rather relished.
But the time has come for me to move on from Blue. He occupies a 75 gallon aquarium all by his lonesome. I could really use that space more productively. And, to be frank, he deserves more space to swim around. I will miss him, but that is the nature of life. Sometimes circumstances dictate that we be separated from those we love. That does not mean we love them any less. I say that with sincerity.