Fairly certain from Washington DC Canoe Club or my Uncle James Livesay who was a well know figure there for probably 40 years. Last time I was in DC, the canoe club had been deemed unsafe, but for some reason a government agency had taken up residency. Hmmm. Anyway, the canoe somehow made its way to Pensacola in the 70's or 80's and ended up sitting in a barn at my sisters house in Munson, FL. As you can probably tell, I am very excited about restoring her back to original. Looks like i need to replace the bottom of my shop door also... Thank You!