Personal Life and Death
In July 1966, following the end of her relationship with Delon, Schneider married Harry Meyen (1924–1979). The couple had a son, David Christopher (3 December 1966 – 5 July 1981). but the couple later divorced. A German director and actor, Meyen committed suicide in Hamburg, Germany in 1979. In 1975, Schneider married Daniel Biasini, her private secretary; they separated in 1981. Their daughter Sarah Biasini (born 21 July 1977) is now an actress.
David, her son, died at the age of 14 after attempting to climb the spiked fence at his stepfather's parents' home, but punctured his femoral artery in the process. Schneider began drinking alcohol excessively after the death of David. When she was found dead in her apartment in Paris on 29 May 1982, it was suggested that she had committed suicide by taking a lethal cocktail of alcohol and sleeping pills. After another post-mortem examination was carried out, authorities declared that she had died from cardiac arrest. Her tombstone at Boissy-sans-Avoir in the Canton of Montfort-l'Amaury bears the name Rosemarie Albach. Shortly afterwards, Alain Delon arranged for David to be buried in the same grave.
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