When Samantha was born, on September 2, 2006, I thought there was something special about the date. September 2. September second. 9/2. Sept. 2nd. What was it that made that date so familiar? Finally, I realized that it was the date in Atlas Shrugged that was often noted on the calendar hanging over the city. Ayn Rand used the trick of characters noting that date to help readers mark the time as years pass in the story. I always wondered if the date had any significance to her.
I found out from The Ayn Rand Institute that September 2 was the date that Ayn Rand began writing the novel. A day for great beginnings, indeed.
Today is the 51st anniversary of the publication of Atlas Shrugged. I suppose this is the book's real birthday, even though I'll always have a soft spot in my heart for September 2.
Fifty-one years old and still going strong. If you haven't read it lately, now is a great time.
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