I’ve lived for years with red-green colorblindness, and it has been a handicap [“Nicholas Pelc, colorblind Smithtown boy, sees spectrum with EnChroma glasses,” News, Dec. 6].
In 1945, when I was 17, I tried to enlist in the Navy. I passed the physical, but I was told that the Navy didn’t take people who were colorblind. I was drafted into the Army a little while after that.
I see colors, but they are not the same as the colors everyone else sees. I have been told by my wife or daughter that the colors of the clothes that I was wearing “clash.” I don’t know what that means.
I really don’t know what the colors in a rainbow are. I see three bands and I can’t tell you what the colors are. I see the red and amber traffic lights, but the green traffic lights look white to me.
Stanford Z. Berman