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1. Welcome to BocaMag.com
www.bocamag.com/index.php?src= - [Cached]Published on: 9/1/2002 Last Visited: 2/19/2003
In response to questions by writer Jane Musgrave, Cheryl Eisen sent this note by e-mail on July 8
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by Cheryl Eisen
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was hospitalized because he had a drug problem-totally false, thank God-and no one knew he had actually attempted suicide.) In fact, I believed that business was not too good right up until he took off last fall. Only then, when so many people around town started saying things to the newspapers about how he had 90 percent of the land use work, and how no one could fill his shoes, etc., did I begin to realize what kind of money he must have been gambling away or otherwise wasting in the pursuance of his out-of-control secret life.
4. The events that resulted in his moving out of the house on Nov. 1, 2000, actually began in April, 2000, when I discovered quite by accident that a business trip he had planned was actually a gambling trip. I begged him not to go, but nothing I said could stop him. I was very worried about his safety by the time he left on that trip. No longer having to keep up the front that kept me in the dark for so long, he allowed me to see just how out of control he was, and I was frantic. When he returned, I insisted on his returning to therapy with the psychiatrist who had been prescribing the antidepressants he had been taking since the suicide attempt (though he had quit taking the medicine at some point, unbeknownst to me).
I was committed to making several trips to Romania that summer and fall [Cheryl Eisen is an adoption lawyer], with clients who were adopting babies from there, so I was a nervous wreck for months, trying to balance all my obligations, trying to prioritize for our family's long-term best interests.
Things only got worse, as Bob remained determined to be "free." Finally, in October, 2000, I told him in front of his psychiatrist that it was either the gambling or his family. He said his only passion in life was gambling, so I told him to move out. He was truly shocked! And, frankly, so was I. But I couldn't take it any more.
5. Before Bob left town in October, I did not see any special sign that anything was wrong. I saw him at least once a week when he would come to the house to see the kids, and we talked on the phone occasionally, though never about much more than bills and kids. I had seen him the day before he left, though nothing unusual was said. I didn't know he was gone until he called me the day after he left and told me what he had done and that he was going to disappear. -
2. Welcome to BocaMag.com
www.bocamag.com/index.php?src= - [Cached]Published on: 9/1/2002 Last Visited: 1/8/2003
In response to questions by writer Jane Musgrave, Cheryl Eisen sent this note by e-mail on July 8
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by Cheryl Eisen

