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The Grande Canal - What a Main Street!

Canal Grande - Regata storica Canal Grande - Historische Regatta Canal Grande - Historic Regatta Canal Grande - Historique regate

Da Fotografia a colori - Riprod, Vietata
Size 3 7/8" x 5 7/8"

Back of Postcard

Card was purchased by my mother-in-law, Marilee Shubert, when she and my father-in-law visited their son stationed overseas with the U.S. Army in the 1960s. It was never mailed. When I found it in her box of cards that I have saved, I felt it fit this month's theme perfectly. What a Main Street!

In the distance you can see The Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute (Basilica of St Mary of Health/Salvation), commonly known simply as the Salute. A famous church in Venice, it has the status of a minor basilica; however, its decorative and distinctive profile and location make it among the most photographed churches in Italy.

"The Grand Canal is a canal in Venice, Italy. It forms one of the major water-traffic corridors in the city. Public transport is provided by water buses and private water taxis, but many tourists visit it by gondola. At one end the canal leads into the lagoon near Santa Lucia railway station and the other end leads into Saint Mark Basin: in between it makes a large S-shape through the central districts ("sestieri") of Venice. It is 3,800 m long, 30-90 m wide, with an average depth of five meters.

On the first Sunday of September the Historical Regatta ("Regata Storica") takes place, a competition between Venetian boats watched by thousands of people from the banks or from floating stands. Competitions are preceded by a historical procession ("Corteo Storico") remembering the entrance of the Queen of Cyprus Catherine Cornaro after abdication in 1489: gondoliers in costumes sail in typical 16th century boats following the Bucentaur, doge's state galley.

The Doge (Venetian language, also Doxe, derived from Latin Dux military leader, duke; cf. English Duke, Italian Duce) was the chief magistrate and leader of the Most Serene Republic of Venice for over a thousand years.

The bucentaur (pronounced /bjuːˈsɛntɔr/, bew-SEN-tor) (bucintoro in Venetian) was the state galley of the doges of Venice. It was used every year on Ascension Day up to 1798 to take the doge out to the Adriatic Sea to perform the ceremony of wedding Venice to the sea."

Evelyn Yvonne Theriault
is hosting this Festival of Postcards. She shares her Canadian Family’s Vintage Postcard Collection and encourages the use of postcards in the field of family history.

Source Information on The Grand Canal taken from: Grand Canal (Venice). (2009). Retrieved June 5, 2009, from Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Online:


Janice Tracy said…
Judy, your post today is both beautiful and informative. What a story one postcard can hold! Thanks for sharing the story of Venice's Main Street with us.
Thanks so much for this different type of Main Street - and for participating in A Festival of Postcards.
I've visited Venice several times and this postcard brought back great memories - thanks!
Evelyn in Montreal
Thanks Janice. I've really gotten excited about these postcards ever since I found Marie at Cpaphil Vintage Postcards.

Then, Evelyn, when you began hosting the Festival of Postcards, it just doubled the fun! Thanks both of you for enjoying my submission for this month's festival.
pastprologue said…
What a great postcard! And a great main "street" - I was as amazed at Venice as every traveler for centuries. Thanks for sharing.
Sheila said…
Of course! What a great thought to put this as an entry for the Festival of Postcards. I adore Venice.

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