The final stop Beneath the Streets of Havre is the Holland Funeral Home.  An antique organ, funeral chapel and wicker funeral baskets used for transporting the dead give visitors a rare glimpse into the funeral practices of early Havre.
            Ascending into the bright sunshine of Havre at street level, the visitor feels a sense of loss.  It’s a sense that something special has been lost – something intangible and yet very familiar.  Like childhood memories, which are real and still not able to be recaptured, the experience has left you somehow sorry that the past is no longer here, that time has moved on and left you behind, somehow poorer for the experience.  But your trip through the underground has also been an education – not just of history, but of the spirit that built the west.  You have glimpsed the handiwork of past generations of soldiers, homesteaders, railroaders, cowboys and businessmen who wanted something better for themselves, their community and for future generations.  It was time well spent and it too, is a memory to be savored.