My grandpa started a small tool and die that he worked up to a significant firm that now makes aircraft parts and what not.
He was also very fond of the language.
I have one of his poems stashed away somewhere, I'll see if I can find it.
He was heavily involved in a food pantry and ministry in Pontiac Mi.
One way he is different from you grandpa was that he wasn't very loving. It's said he loved mankind but could love no single man. He never told my father that he loved him.