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RHB,

Here are three ideas we came up with:

A) Beau honored and cherished his name, and took his reputation seriously. He never did anything that would tarnish the Biden name publically.


Except for the time we were en route to the South of Delaware with some friends in celebration of a wedding. The matter of the argument was as trivial as could be imagined, but it escalated into a storm between brothers. To the amusement of our fellow passengers, and to the horror of passing motorists, Beau and I pulled over, and proceeded to fisticuffs on the shoulder of interstate 95. Luckily, we settled things before the troopers, or the press settled them for us.


B) Beau maintained a crisp appearance, sometimes bordering on vanity. This attention to appearance hurt him, literally, yet also proved he was a homebody at heart.


In the spring of 1993, Beau and a friend road-tripped to Florida to pick up furniture from our grandparents’ house. They borrowed a Jeep and rented a U-Haul when they got there. As the trailer was installed, Beau decided to tan inside. I don’t know if you realize what the inside of trailer looks like, but it is corrugated steel- much like a giant 3 sided mirror. Beau fell asleep, and got sunburn. Bad sunburn. Terrible sunburn. Borderline-hospitalization sunburn. They headed north, with no music except for the co-driver’s Metallica tape. Worse for Beau, as his face swelled, so too did the Storm of the Century of 1993. The entire eastern seaboard was shut down. But Beau, face swollen beyond recognition, powered north. Word of Honor, I tell you their route tracked the Center of the Storm perfectly. His co-driver wanted to pull over. Beau insisted on pressing on. Literally the only car on the road for 100’s of miles, creating their own tracks, they made it to Delaware. Their success was not (as Beau later claimed) due to their fearlessness. Rather it was due to his intense burn, and his wish to be pampered at home.


C) Beau reveled in pushing people’s buttons, and he was cool under pressure while making them sweat. One time however, the tables were nearly turned:


A year after Beau graduated from Syracuse University, he was getting back together with his roommates. As the fourth one arrived, Beau thought it would be a fun idea for the three to get completely naked, and greet the last as calmly as possible, knowing it would make him squirm and uncomfortable. They all stripped, and as the fourth one arrived, little did they know but he had a group of people tagging along. Beau hung out in the raw, conversing with the strangers as if there was nothing odd going on at all.