Ahmed Enany: Booster Shot


Ahmed Enany: Booster Shot

see Los Angeles Business Journal’s about Ahmed

By Deborah Crowe

Originally published July 19, 2010 at midnight, updated July 22, 2010 at 1:05 p.m.

Entrepreneurs such as Al Mann and Patrick Soon-Shiong may be the public face of the biotech industry in Los Angeles, but industry insiders know another man as the region’s Mr. Biotech: Ahmed Enany, chief executive of the Southern California Biomedical Council. The organization holds networking events, investor conferences and promotes the industry. His early life had no hint of his eventual position. Enany came to the United States in 1978 on a fellowship with the intent to earn graduate degrees in political science at UCLA and return to his native Egypt to teach. Deciding that an academic career would bore him, Enany switched to urban planning and eventually became caught up with economic development initiatives created after the 1992 L.A. riots. Enany, who as a child considered becoming a surgeon before losing part of his hand in an accidental explosion, was particularly drawn to the area’s small growing biotech industry. Four years ago, he survived a rare form of cancer, which has made him only more determined to make the council a success. We caught up with the 54-year-old biotech industry executive at his downtown L.A. office, where he still runs a mostly one-man show backed by one full-time assistant, and a bunch of volunteers and board members, including Mann. We discussed his life, career and how he developed a love for a city that he once disliked intensely.

Question: How did you come to the United States?

Answer: I came here on a fellowship to get my master’s and Ph.D. in political science, and ended up staying. When I was young, I had wanted to go into medicine but I realized I couldn’t become a surgeon after an accident when I was 15.

Part of your right thumb is missing. What happened?

We were living out in the country at the time. My brother found some wreckage of a plane that had been shot down and brought it back to the house. I was playing with it and there was a bomb inside. It exploded. In addition to my hand, I still have several pieces of shrapnel in my body. But I was very lucky – I should have been killed.

How did you rebuild your health?

I was pretty athletic. I had played soccer and later got involved in body-building. I joined the fencing club in Alexandria in high school and that helped with my physical therapy.

What was your childhood like?

I’m the oldest of three children and was born in a little village near my mother’s hometown about 75 miles north of Cairo. We moved around a lot, mostly in the northeast part of Egypt. My father was an agronomist, who worked as a surveyor for a government-run company that did land reclamation. Most of my childhood was spent in the countryside, though sometimes I was sent to live with relatives to go to school in Alexandria, when we lived where there was no school nearby.

How did that kind of childhood shape you?

You had to be self-sufficient. We never really belonged. When we moved to the country, the people there used to make fun of our city accent, and vice-versa when we’d go back to the city. On the positive, it was good for my grades. I did well in school, in part because there wasn’t a lot to do out in the country but study.

So you were a good student?

In Egypt, how you do in your matriculation exams dictates what university you can go to. I did well enough – ranked 80th nationally in 1973 – that I could go to Cairo University and receive a modest stipend to help cover living expenses as long as I maintained my grades.

Eightieth out of how many?

Roughly 100,000.

Why did you decide to study in the United States?

I was made a teaching assistant and was on a track to become a professor. I won a peace fellowship in 1978 that was created after the Egypt-Israeli peace agreement to study at UCLA. My idea was that I’d get my master’s and Ph.D. in political science here and go back to Egypt to teach.

You didn’t want to stay here?

I was really committed to going back home, especially since I initially really didn’t like it here. But life has a way of changing things around. I ended up switching from political science to urban planning and it changed everything.

Why didn’t you like it here?

I wanted to leave in my second year here because it was very alienating. I’m here in this huge city with my first wife and didn’t know anybody. We had no car, so we couldn’t go anywhere. Even with the fellowship I had to work extra jobs, and as foreign student I couldn’t work off campus. I flipped hamburgers in the cafeteria. I worked in the library. I was a research assistant. My wife couldn’t work and was stuck alone all day. We never left West L.A. It was like a prison.