Over the years he needed increasing amounts of medical treatments back at the zoo, and his veterinarians eventually felt he would be better off retired to a quieter home with individualized attention. That's when my wife and I (Both working at NGS at the time) made a bigger commitment than we could ever have imagined adopting a forty year-old -going-on-three-year-old bird.
For fifteen years he was a big part of our days and, although our hearing sometimes suffered, we now miss his good morning screams.