A New Era Begins

 NORTHBROOK Daze on Facebook may be coming to an end.  If this happens, I will be continuing my writing on the subject under the name Tim Nielsen's Northbrook Days.  I hope the transition is a smooth one for those who want to read along in the future.

Enjoy the day,

Tim Nielsen

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