Wednesday, May 13, 2009

I'll Be Damned, That Alleged Sex Offender Was My Dermatologist!

Posted By on Wed, May 13, 2009 at 12:12 PM

click to enlarge Dr. Jerome Aronberg - ZITDOCTOR.COM
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There I was this morning, doing a little fist pump in front of the TV, having learned that my beloved San Francisco Giants had beaten the Nationals the night before with a three-run, walk-off homer, when my wife, daily newspaper in hand, trotted up the stairs.

"You gotta to see this," she announced.

"Clayton doctor is charged in sex case," the headline read.

But not just any Clayton doctor. No, it was my Clayton doctor, the guy I saw several years ago for a very unfortunate skin rash. Let's just say it was a real pain in the ass.

I grabbed the paper and read on:

A Clayton dermatolgist was charged Tuesday with felony sodomy for alleged acts with two girls between the ages of 13 and 15, Clayton police said.

By now, any exultation from the Giants victory was gone.

Dr. Jerome M. Aronberg, 63, of Clayton, who has an office on North Meramec Avenue, is accused of committing the sexual abuse over the last several years, Clayton police Capt. Kevin Murphy said.

The story went on -- none of the alleged acts took place at Aronberg's Clayton office and that the girls were not patients. Aronberg was arrested Monday and charged Tuesday with one count of first-degree sodomy and three counts of statutory sodomy, and is being held at the St. Louis County jail in lieu of $1 million bail.

I did a quick Google on Aronberg this morning. There's really nothing of note, other than a few dry biographical details and that his website address is zitdoctor.com. There was a one curious thing, though. It was a patient review -- the only patient review -- that appeared on yelp.com.

The patient wrote in part:

The building and waiting room are a little dated. And it's a bit weird how the reception desk is totally hidden behind a wall and you have to ring a bell to get them to slide the little window open to talk to them.

About a month ago, my wife, suffering from a pesky little skin infection, called to ask for the name of the doctor I had seen. "Oh yeah, I got his name right here: Jerome Aronberg."

For purely devlish kicks, I called Aronberg's office today and asked to make an appointment. I was told, "We are not making any appointments any longer." I didn't ask why.

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