Frank Paul Provenzano

Dear Provenzano Family - I was so saddened to hear of your father's passing. Frank was my first boss and hired me when I was 14 to make donuts & pizzas. I have such wonderful memories of working there. The store was such an important part of my family - my mother bought much of her weekly groceries at "Provies". More than that, the Provenzano family were great family friends. So many fond memories come to mind of Frank and the many family members. God Bless.

Dear Grace Marie, Rose, Jack, Anthony and Frankie,

We found out about your Dad's death in Florida, where we are celebrating Ray's 80th birthday with our children. We have countless fond memories of your Dad, and he and your Mother were particular favorites of Mary Jane. Our many visits to the store and to your Dad's house remain in our thoughts.We are sending a memorial in your Dad's name to St. Thomas Aquinas Church, and regret that we were not home to see you all and attend...

Dear Provenzano's.... Losing a parent is especially hard but knowing where they went makes the passing less difficult. Wow... the wonderful memories I have of your family,,, it was an extension of our own growing up.
Fondly,
Mary Schultz (Choate)

Rose & Family ~ Your dad was the best first boss any 15-year-old could ever have. He was such a good man. I'll never forget how he used to question me about every guy that asked you out! I'll always have good memories of him, and you, and your nice family. ~ Chris (Beitz) Brass

Jack & Family,
We were so sorry to hear of your loss. The thoughts of many are with you at this time of sorrow.
April, Brandon & Aliya Austin Tampa, FL

Jack & Family,
My thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.

Jack,Sorry to hear about your dad.I can still picture your dad in the store. I liked the good smells in the store and those fresh baked donuts.the store was part of saginaw's history. Your dad lived a long life.

Dear Rose and all the Provenzano's, I loved your family growing up, your house was always open and I was always welcomed. I will always remember your dad telling your mom she was his (I am sure I will misspell this) Bubidae sucado, he'd wink at me and say she is my little bowl of sugar!! My thoughts and prayers go out to you,
Love Bobbi (BJ)

Hi Tony: I lived across the street from your dad for 22 years until the end of 2007. He was a wonderful neighbor. He gave me loads of fresh grown tomatos and told me to take whatever I wanted from his garden. He grew hugh basil plants in clay pots and gave them to various neighbors, myself included. He picked up my newspapers and mail when I went on vacation several years. I used to kid him that he put the neighborhood to shame because of the meticulous way he took care of his lawn. I...