Although I saw quite a bit of my maternal grandfather, my dad's father died when I was a year old, so aside from the odd photo of their family back in Michigan, I never met him. However, my father wrote copiously (very copiously, if that's not redundant) about his own childhood, and so I got more details and a pretty good picture of what George Nelson Bentley (same name as my dad) was like. Eventually through my genealogical truffling I got some more photos from the East Coast side of the family.
George had been a school teacher and principal in Livonia, Michigan (and a brief stint in Colorado, where he met and maried one of his high school students). He was later a member of the school board and general upstanding citizen, and the above photo is from a Bentley High School tribute.
This is a youngish George (the tall one) with his brother Clyde (a very colorful character also to be immortalized in my father's writing).
George in Cripple Creek.
Upon returning to the Detroit area George and Clyde went into business for awhile.
Eventually Clyde took over and relocated the business, and this was a landmark for decades.