This post falls under the heading “clearing the platter,” something that has been sitting on my credenza behind me for weeks and weeks. It is of interest, perhaps, to citizens of Montana. It has to do with the most powerful man in that state, one whom most Montanans do not know. His name is Dennis Washington.
The governor of Montana is Steve Bullock. He’s kind of nothing, as seen in his very busy Facebook page, headed by the photo seen above. It’s fairly typical of the hogwash surrounding politicians, pimping their families. This is a professional and very fake photo, the governor and child to the right seemingly not subject to the same lighting as the others. They are seated quite a distance from the fire, judging by their size, but only a few feet judging by the ground under their feet.
It’s all fake, and I don’t care. The fire itself is a Photoshop effect. Maybe his family is fake too, since he was apparently not at this particular photo-shoot. Bullock is a Democrat twice elected now in this very right-wing state, just another indication that elections are fake. His personal convictions probably range from “I’ve got these lines to read here” to “I’d better smile and be genuine for this here staged event.” That’s just how politics works.
Bullock, however, would know Dennis Washington, the richest man in Montana, and maybe even has his phone number. Dennis for sure has his. Perhaps he even gets calls from Dennis on his yacht, seen above. I say that without resentment, but do want the readers to know that this secretive man is very wealthy. There are no oceans near Missoula, Montana, last I checked.
I became curious about Dennis because of the last name. I know that our founding fathers, all of them, were Freemasons, many connected to British royalty, and that George Washington was the richest man in the colonies. We are told he was a childless man, perhaps sterile (ironic for the father of a country). However, he had siblings, and his mother, a Ball, came from a powerful bloodline. So I assume the Washington line has been preserved, and thought it possible that Dennis is of that stock.
But then again, the name “Washington,” by itself might mean nothing. It could as meaningful as a slave name taken by many African-Americans, along with “Lincoln” and “Jefferson.”
I would have let it go, but after I went to his Wikipedia page, to see if he is important enough to be lied about, thought him to be a person of interest.
Following graduation from high school, he worked in construction in Alaska and Montana. He began his business career at age 30 in 1964, with a $30,000 loan and a single bulldozer. He created Washington Construction, which worked primarily on highway contracts and by 1969 was the largest contractor in Montana.
In the 1970s he moved into mining and dam construction. In 1986 he acquired a copper and molybdenum mine at Butte, Montana. He successfully reopened the mine and it became a very profitable operation. This success helped him diversify into railroads, marine services, coastal shipping, aviation and real estate. In 1996 Washington Construction acquired global construction and engineering company Morrison-Knudsen Corporation of Boise, Idaho, creating Washington Group International.
I would have dropped it there save three problems: One, he has no parentage given. In other words, his genealogy has been wiped clean. You can easily find my parents, and I am just a regular person, but the richest man in Montana … hidden from view.
Secondly, the Berkeley Pit in Butte, Montana [and adjacent properties], the source of his mining riches, is a Rockefeller property. Yes, I know, it has been handed down, was once part of ARCO, another Rockefeller company, so that its landing in the pocket of a Washington seems appropriate. Perhaps it never changed hands at all. That would be fairly typical of the blood lines, to appoint managers of commonly held assets, and label them “owners,” as with Jobs, Zuckerberg, Gates, Musk.
Thirdly, the embedded “33” above contained in the words “30 in 1964, with a $30,000 loan” tells me that Mr. Washington is not self-made, did not stumble on a bulldozer one day, and was not destitute in 1964. He did not claw his way to the top, but rather was lifted there by friends, ancestors, bloodline. “33” is a Freemason tag, and is used widely around the world to signal to Freemasons that “We are here.” He did not start out poor, but rather emerged from the shadows a full-fledged millionaire, now billionaire. That is what the embedded ’33’ tells me.
With some help from some very nice people at the Montana Historical Society, I was able to learn that Dennis’s father, Roy F. Washington, died in 1989. Dennis has a sister, and that there are at least two pallbearers bearing the Washington name, Kyle and Kevin. I assume they too will (or have already) stumble upon the magical bulldozer.
Roy’s obituary, taken from the Missoulian, the local newspaper of that city once part of the Rockefeller/Anaconda Company brand, fails to give us one piece of information I found quite interesting: Roy’s name was not “Roy.” It was not “Ray” either. It was “Royal.” It does tell us that Roy was US Navy, was involved in worldwide construction projects, and was project manager for various dams including Paiona, Crawford and Rifle here in Colorado. Apparently he did this without ever have been handed a magical bulldozer.
Royal’s father was William Washington, born about 1884 in Texas. He was a farmer, we are told. Royal was born in Kalispell, and Dennis in Spokane. There’s an Alaska connection there, Roy’s wife, Renee Tulay, which is perhaps why Dennis spent time in that state.
“[Roy] was a member of the 32nd Degree Scottish Rite …”
There are only 33 degrees to be had, hinted at in the Wikipedia page. I don’t know enough about Freemasonry to judge what it means to attain the 32nd degree, however. I assume most lodges in small towns are way down in the degrees. To achieve 32nd degree in Montana must be significant.
Here is the problem I face, the reason I am just clearing the platter here: With genealogy, it is one lead after another after another, each a little more obscure than the one before. If I were good at it, I might be able to trace Dennis Washington back to the original Ball line that gave us George and siblings. But I am not good at it. I don’t have the necessary sideways vision that comes with years of practice. I leave that to any others who are interested in this self-made man who arose from humble origins and took a bulldozer and turned it into billions.
And I want to close on a positive note: Dennis Washington has a stadium named after him in Missoula, Montana, where the University of Montana Grizzlies play. He’s been featured for his charitable work, and has been generous with many causes. He is not a bad person, and I am not putting demon horns on him. He is, I suspect, merely shrouded, his bloodline far more in his favor that his abilities. I thank him for all of the good deeds he has done with that fortune, self-made or handed down. I will remain forever curious about his real origins and the real reasons for his success.