When I moved to Albert Lea to take on the position of the staff photojournalist at the Tribune, I did so without knowing a single soul.

While searching for jobs before landing the one in Albert Lea, I spent a considerable amount of time researching the biographies of the world's most prominent and honored "Jacks" of the photojournalist trade. An overwhelming number of their biographies stated that local pubs, bars and saloons, as well as churches, were good places to find out what's happening in a community.

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