Gerda Rhoads

Summary

Gerda Rhoads My past is mine (1954)

There was no color out there at all. The posters, the neon signs, people's clothes were just shades of grey, if they weren't black or white. I looked into a mirror on the side of a store window, and my own maroon tie was just a sort of darkish grey. It was as if everything, all life, had become a black and white movie.
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Gerda Rhoads My past is mine (1954)

But I dreamed at night, and I dreamed in color, and then woke up to the colorless world. After a while the color went out of my dreams too.
"I went to see the psychiatrist finally, not because I really expected any help or explanation from him, but just to be doing something. I told him the whole story. That was the last time I told it, and it was over five months ago. He made a diagnosis. He said that because of some insecurity in my emotional life, some happening in my childhood, no doubt, I had needed to construct a wholly individual world for myself.
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Gerda Rhoads My past is mine (1954)

I've got pretty used to the grey world, and I work in black and white and tone. But inside of me I can't believe the psychiatrist, and I guess I don't want to. I guess I keep hoping all the time, and I was very sad just now, looking at the autumn trees."
Eddie sat in silence for a while, until he realized with embarrassment that he had been fixedly staring at the man next to him.
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