Atlas Shrugged at Fifty

It was October 1957, several days before the official publication date. That evening, I went with Ayn, Frank, and my husband, Nathaniel, to see if the book was displayed in the Random House window. It was the first time we had seen the book outside of our own small, private world of Ayn’s apartment, the first time it had been out in the wider world where it belonged. I grinned from ear to ear, and quite involuntarily pointed at the book and blurted excitedly, “That’s us!”

Volume 21, Number 4 (2007)