Dear Ann Landers,
y husband who is forty-one has had a serious liver problem for over seven years. This last year it has become much worse. The doctor told Jack in 1959 that he must give up alcohol if he wants to live. I have threatened to leave him, I've cried, and even gotten down on my knees and begged him to leave liquor alone, but I might as well talk to the lamppost. Two weeks ago, Jack had an acute attack and had to be rushed to the hospital. I thought surely it would kill him or cure him. Lord knows how he pulled through. Jack has been home from the hospital three days and is feeling much better. Tonight before supper he fixed himself a Martini. Now he's on his fourth and doesn't want to eat at all. Why would a man do this when his doctor has told him it adds up to suicide? -Despondent Wife

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