Samuel “Mouli” Cohen had all the trappings of success — a personal chef, a chauffeur, bodyguards, vast wealth, an Aston Martin and a Rolls Royce, a multimillion-dollar mansion overlooking San Francisco Bay, and private jets.
What happens after a noted atheist philosopher undergoes harrowing emergency heart surgery?
Does he have an epiphany? And whom does he thank? Some refl ections on life, prayer (other peoples’), and medicine
