The Eye That Remembers

A camera tube laboratory in New Jersey on a snowy winter evening, cold white light from overhead lamps on a long black bench, two hands in white cotton gloves holding a finished camera tube over a dark blue velvet cloth, a large round glass bulb flattened front to back, inside it a tilted rectangular plate shimmering silver-violet on thin wire holders, two small metal pins low on the side of the bulb, from its lower side a long slender glass neck slanting backwards and ending in a black base with short pins, the glass clear and bare, behind it rows of plain brown cardboard cartons, snow against the dark window.