Summary of Kathleen Buhle's If We Break

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#1 I was a volunteer with the Jesuit Volunteer Corps in Portland, Oregon, in 1992. I had grown up in working-class Chicago, and I had no idea what the Pacific Northwest even looked like. I was yearning for new experiences and dreaming about who I could become.

#2 I met Hunter Biden, a volunteer at the JVC, and we quickly became inseparable. We walked the city holding hands, and talked on the phone every night we weren’t together. I didn’t see the point in going anywhere if I couldn’t be with him.

#3 I came from a working-class family. My life was more practical than aspirational. There was never talk of being special. Hunter tried to tell me that he came from a middle-class family, but nothing about his life looked remotely middle-class to me.

#4 My parents were a united front. I never heard them argue or raise their voices. They took a hands-off approach to parenting, but they were always a united front.

• Language: English
• Publisher: IRB Media
• Release date: Jul 13, 2022
• ISBN: 9798822546875

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Insights on Kathleen Buhle's If We Break

Contents

Insights from Chapter 1

Insights from Chapter 2

Insights from Chapter 3

Insights from Chapter 1

#1

I was a volunteer with the Jesuit Volunteer Corps in Portland, Oregon, in 1992. I had grown up in working-class Chicago, and I had no idea what the Pacific Northwest even looked like. I was yearning for new experiences and dreaming about who I could become.

#2

I met Hunter Biden, a volunteer at the JVC, and we quickly became inseparable. We walked the city holding hands, and talked on the phone every night we weren’t together. I didn’t see the point in going anywhere if I couldn’t be with him.

#3

I came from a working-class family. My life was more practical than aspirational. There was never talk of being special. Hunter tried to tell me that he came from a middle-class family, but nothing about his life looked remotely middle-class to me.

#4

My parents were a united front. I never heard them argue or raise their voices. They took a hands-off approach to parenting, but they were always a united front.

#5

My parents were a family of late bloomers. My mom was a literacy advocate and published articles on academic journals, while my dad was a student janitor at his Catholic grammar school. They never went to church, and my dad didn’t feel he belonged in school.

#6

I had a rule that no one could come to the table in their underwear. When I was about fourteen, I took to joyriding in my mom’s maroon Caprice Classic station wagon whenever my parents weren’t home.

#7

I was accepted to a competitive academic high school on the west side, St. Ignatius College Prep, which gave me my first glimpse of life beyond my neighborhood. I vowed that I would become an academic, but my effort lasted only a